Jingyi listens trying to understand but not completely. As someone who stands apart from the situation and only hearing it in story form, he would never fully grasp it.

"Were these Silmarils magical? Why did you need all of them?" He frowns as he remembers another story, much closer to home. "There was this stone called the Yin Iron that had great power and had been broken into multiple pieces. The Wen clan collected three of them and was set to conquer China. The other major clans ended up banding together to fight back and this caused an awful war. My mentor, Hanguang Jun, is one of the heroes from that war. There are many who can't forgive the Wen clan, even the innocent ones who had nothing to do with what their leaders were doing." He shakes his head. "It doesn't seem righteous either."