"And what have I done wrong?"
Though his voice was not loud, it held a power that could not be questioned. Qin Ya stood before the Ancient King, his eyes sharp as swords and radiating a piercing aura. He stared directly at the King without a hint of fear. The crowd was stunned by his words.
'This boy... he actually dares to talk back to a King!'
"Good, good, good! You're quite the character, Qin Ya!"
He didn't fly into the rage everyone expected. On the contrary, the Ancient King laughed heartily. "Since this Spiritual Artifact and I are not fated to be, I won't force it. Take it," he said. "However..." Here, his tone shifted as he glanced at the many Extraordinary Martial Artists in the crowd. "Whether or not you can keep it is up to you!"
'What? He's just letting him take the Spiritual Artifact?'
