A short silence ensued between the two sides matching perfectly with the dimming light of the moon.
"With what you have seen, do you still think we had a hand in the death of your daughter?" asked Yang Qing as the moon in the sky reflected perfectly in his eyes.
The deep fear that they had before was slowly ebbing away giving the two a bit of a presence of mind to think clearly.
The elderly man couldn't help but smile wryly as he eyed his surroundings.
"A few days ago this was a humiliation. Everything within me was roaring for me to break out of it but now.."
He paused as a flurry of emotions was reflected in his eyes.
"It feels like a safe haven..." he added with a dejected and terrified look on his face.
His wife seemed to share the same sentiments as the trembling of her shoulders had stopped when they were in the space within the ascendant-grade artifact.