Only Han Yu remained silent, his face an impassive mask.
He alone knew the truth. The Mist Eye Sect had not stumbled upon this place by chance. Their ambush, while not deliberate, their path here had been intentional. But this was knowledge he could not share. To reveal it would raise questions he could not answer, and suspicions that might turn toward him.
Better to remain quiet.
Elder Qing raised a hand, settling the murmurs. "The corpses of the Mist Eye Sect disciples have been secured," he said. "They will be taken back for investigation. For now, our focus must remain on the task at hand. This repository must be catalogued and safeguarded. What lies here may well change the standing of our sect for generations to come."
With that, he turned his gaze fully upon the chamber.
