Third Elder’s question was like a thunderclap ringing in Xu Qing’s ears. However, he managed to keep his face mostly expressionless. And he didn’t take much time thinking before responding.

“Yes, sir,” he said respectfully. There was no point in hiding the truth. The Merfolk’s Spirit Breath Lamp was valuable, but it wasn’t something considered impossible to acquire. Although Xu Qing had tried to hide any evidence that he was involved, if someone thoroughly investigated the matter, they would probably find clues leading to him. Lying wouldn’t benefit him at all, and would actually make him seem more suspicious.

“What do you plan to do with it?” Third Elder asked calmly.

“Sell it,” Xu Qing answered immediately. He looked up at Third Elder. The old man radiated endless ripples and distortions, and caused immense pressure to weigh down on the entire hall. And when he had spoken just now, that pressure grew even more intense. The piercing nature of his gaze was similar to last time, except now, Xu Qing found it easier to endure. On his previous visit, it had taken immense effort just to lift his head, and his eyes had burned. 

Upon hearing Xu Qing’s answer, Third Elder smiled. Apparently, the answer satisfied him. “Xu Qing, I’m not going to beat around the bush. I like you. You took the Spirit Breath Lamp fair and square, and I’m not going to try to take it away from you. I don’t care about the lamp, but...