"Heh, it seems Grand Elder Duangan was right… who could the Sect Master of the Drifting Reeds Sect trust with it other than his precious Direct Disciple…", the leader of the pursuers, meanwhile, was savoring the success, "I tell you what, how about you go with us quietly, and we'll allow you to die quickly and with dignity, because if you don't, we can make it slow, painful, and very, very humiliating for you"
It almost seemed like he no longer really cared about appearances as much. After all, the audience here were mostly criminals and various unsavory characters.
However, the Elder's delight disappeared in an instant, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes as Changsun Yong raised his hand from under his rain cloak with a cube-shaped brocade box held in it, "Evidence huh? … do you even know what's in here?"
