Xu's presence flared violently through the pendant, enough that Wei Liang staggered, gripping the jade against his chest as old memory tore through him in fragmented, painful bursts.
"Xu," Wei Liang gasped. "What's happening—"
"He's alive," Xu said, voice raw with something between fury and old, buried terror. "Three centuries, and he's alive."
Shen Yue caught Wei Liang's arm as he swayed, alarmed. "Are you hurt?"
"Not me," Wei Liang managed, forcing steadiness back into his voice. "Xu. He's reacting to something."
The captured prisoner, still restrained on the ground, watched the exchange with growing confusion and fear. "What's wrong with him."
"Nothing you need to worry about," Liu Che said sharply, refocusing the interrogation. "Tell us everything you know about Master Yin. Now."
