The Regent's gaze looked into the deep, dark eyes within the shadows, and an oppressive voice rang out.
"In the past, you always claimed our plans were flawless. Surely the lack of a single saber wouldn't have that much of an impact, would it?"
The figure in the darkness seemed to flicker like a candle flame, and immediately a raspy laugh sounded. "So be it. It was just a whim of mine, wanting to play an extra move. Whether it's there or not truly makes little difference."
"Though, as for you—"
The figure in the darkness seemed to let out a smiling voice.
"After all these years, have you still not made up your mind to join us?"
The Regent's face was somewhat gloomy in the lamplight. He picked up the teapot, poured two cups of tea, placed one beside him, and began to sip slowly, one small sip at a time. His gaze flickered uncertainly, and he fell into a long, sustained silence.
In the darkness, a hand reached out and picked up the teacup. On one of the fingers of that hand was a dark red, antiquated ring. Inlaid on the ring's surface was a carved eye, except the white of this eye was black, and the pupil was white. If one stared at it for long, it felt as though that eerie eye were slowly closing, until finally black and white merged into one, resembling the annihilation of yin and yang.
At the same time, an inexplicable, low murmuring seemed to rise from the darkness.
"Light and darkness share the same source; good and evil return to one."
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Chapter 429: Yuan Qing
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