"So, are you saying that Dong Tianleng's plea for help was an act, but the prop was the real deal?"
"Yes, that... should be it."
"How about the reason you all pulled out of thin air? That myth about the Seventeenth Master of the Abyss; where did that come from?" Yun Xiaoyao's gaze grew sharper.
Yun Yang smiled. "This myth is not a secret, any widely read man should somehow know something about it. There are many mentions of it in unrecognized documents of history; it was one of the most well-known legendary myths in the whole of Tianxuan after all."
"Boy, has it ever dawned on you that these two hides might be the real deal?" Yun Xiaoyao questioned in an aggrieved tone of voice as he stood up with a blank, somber expression.
"Of course it would have to look the part – how could I allow Dong Tianleng to drive the plot if it wasn't?" replied Yun Yang.
"I'm not talking about looking the part... What I'm saying is, you do know that it could be the real thing, right?"