You once kowtowed to me,
I protected the lineage of your descendants.
Shatuo Queshi fulfilled his promise.
In life and death, he was a person of heavy promises and trustworthiness.
Liang Cheng opened his mouth, producing a hoarse friction sound from his throat, and his eyes flickered with a green light, like ghostly will-o'-the-wisps.
As if drawn by Liang Cheng, Shatuo Queshi also opened his mouth and began to make a hoarse response.
Shortly thereafter,
Liang Cheng spoke:
"My lord, his consciousness is still very muddled, but we can try asking him some questions."
Zheng Fan nodded and said:
"Ask him what he wants."
One shouldn't always be at peace with accepting another's favor; if possible, Zheng Fan also hoped to do something for him.
Liang Cheng began to inquire of Shatuo Queshi,
After a while,
Liang Cheng replied:
"My lord, he said desert sands, sheep, oasis…"
"Is he saying these things?"
"This is what I inferred his meaning to be."
"Oh."
