Honda Tadakatsu shut his eyes.

His hands were already beginning to transform into ash. Yet when he opened his eyes again, he was once more filled with a great intent to do battle.

He had been probing at Qin Ye’s intentions all this while, from the time he boarded the cruise liner, to the commencement of their duel, and up until the point where he began to treat Qin Ye with great indifference. Honda Tadakatsu had killed his fair share of people, and he knew all too well what kind of people would exhibit a great intent to do battle, and what kind of people didn’t possess a single bit of such intentions at all.

And Qin Ye didn’t possess any battle intent.

This was something he was certain of. It was something which he had identified as a foregone conclusion. Furthermore, he didn’t think he could ever be wrong about this.

Unfortunately, he had overlooked one important detail.

And that was the fact that the ones he had killed in the past were all people who were in their forties or fifties. His miscalculation arose from the fact that Qin Ye had already lived for a hundred years.

Qin Ye could no longer be considered a part of the mortal realm, and yet he had continued to live for close to a hundred years in peace and harmony with those around him. In other words, his survival had been built upon a life of pretension, and acting had almost become second nature to him.

The corollary was also true - he was second to none when it came to grasping the deepest contemplations of a person’s heart.

Qin Ye gasped for air as he picked up Ming Shiyin, “Its name is the Mirror of Eminence.”

“You might not know this, but the Mirror...