"Don't you believe it?"
"Of course not!" Nangong Mu was certain. As descendants of Emperor Yan, how could they be mistaken about their mission that had been passed down for so many generations? He didn't believe it, and he wouldn't believe it.
"Do you really not believe it!" Yan Qing looked at Nangong Mu seriously and asked.
"No!" Nangong Mu looked determined as he stared back at Yan Qing. Then, he laughed and said, "Are you going to kill me because I don't believe it? Hehe, go on, I'm ready!"
"Fang Zhengzhi will decide your life and death. I… Won't kill you." Yan Qing shook his head. Then, he let go of Nangong Mu and walked away.
"Wait a minute!" Nangong Mu uttered.
Yan Qing stopped moving, but he didn't turn around.
"Tell me, is this Heaven Zen Mountain?" After a short silence, Nangong Mu asked and looked towards the sky in the meantime.
"Yes." Yan Qing replied emotionlessly.