Ye Xunhuan didn't answer immediately, instead, he slowly shifted his gaze to Qing Mu.
Looking at Qing Mu sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes slightly closed, Ye Xunhuan sighed lightly, "He doesn't need you to take action!"
"Even if you want me to do it, I won't. I may talk a lot, but I'm not stupid!" Angus said blandly, "This old bald monk was hurt by your sword aura, but if he fights for his life, I definitely won't fare well, so you'd better handle it yourself!"
"However, if you give me the Taiji Seal right now, I might consider helping you out."
"Taiji Seal..."
Just as Ye Xunhuan said the words Taiji Seal, Qing Mu suddenly opened his eyes, interrupting him directly, "Benefactor Ye, the Taiji Seal is a treasure of Huaxia. Although it's also a source of evil, it is something our Huaxia ancestors left behind and must not fall into foreign hands!"
