"Ah?"
Upon hearing Ye Chenfeng's inquiry, Qin Changtian's body clearly staggered, as if struck by a bolt from the blue.
"What's wrong? Old Qin, is there something off?" Ye Chenfeng asked with a smile.
"It's not that, Young Ye, where did you learn about the Dark Era of Capital City?"
Qin Changtian's wariness towards Ye Chenfeng increased. Mentioning the Dark Era of Capital City was like touching a taboo.
Ye Chenfeng smiled nonchalantly, "Old Qin, of course I know. The old lama I've been investigating is likely related to the Dark Era of Capital City."
"The old lama?"
Qin Changtian's pupils suddenly contracted.
"That's right, so please, Old Qin, tell me what you know about the Dark Era of Capital City. Perhaps I can find some clues from it," Ye Chenfeng said.
But Qin Changtian flatly refused, "Young Ye, anything else is fine, but not this. Knowing about these things won't do you any good."
