"What shall we do with the imperial seal?" Zhao Ming Ye asked.
Hun Yen Kun fanned himself with his fan and said, "Best to destroy it."
Waving his hands in protest, Han Dang stood up and said, "No, we might be able to make use of the imperial seal's powers."
"Make use of it to be an Emperor?" Zhao Ming Ye glanced at Han Dang from the corner of his eye.
"What are you insinuating?" Han Dang wasn't pleased with what Zhao Ming Ye said.
"Silence." Zhao Qing Ying rubbed his temple, unable to decide how the imperial seal should be dealt with.
If it were destroyed, the Qing Feng Sect would have given up an artifact that was so powerful and could counter the Emperor effectively.
But if they kept it, it was useless as no one could wield its powers.
Unless...
A bold idea came into Zhao Qing Ying's mind.
He looked up and pointed at Lin Fan, "What do you think?"
Lin Fan had gone through the same thought process as Zhao Qing Ying earlier.
And he had come to the same conclusion.
