Then let them offer their loyalty!

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"I'll make the arrangements right now and prepare the death row inmate for you."

Seeing that the Ghost Face God King had finally agreed to his request, Qiu Tu's smile became even brighter.

However, he had not forgotten his other purpose.

He said, feigning sincerity, "Master Ghost Face, I need quite a few people this time."

"Shouldn't you speak with Lord Silver Mask first?"

Qiu Tu chose the perfect time this time, leaving no room for suspicion and only making people think that Qiu Tu is cautious and considerate of the Ghost Face God King.

Therefore, the Ghost-Faced God King had no doubts whatsoever. He hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Silver Mask has a mission tonight and is not in Prison City for the time being."

"It's alright, you can take the person with you first. I'll talk to Him when He comes back tomorrow morning."

Upon hearing Ghost Face God King's words, Qiu Tu smiled and bowed again, "Then thank you, Lord Ghost Face."

However, what Ghost Face didn't notice was that Qiu Tu's eyes were gleaming slightly as he bowed, as if he were lost in thought...

By invoking the name of the Destroyer Tyrant, the Prison City's efficiency is indeed high.

So not long after, a crystal bottle engraved with strange patterns was placed in front of Qiu Tu.

The Ghost-Faced God King said, "This is the 'Imprisonment Bottle,' containing the 20 death row inmates I promised you."

"Inside the 'capture bottle,' their vital signs are suppressed to a minimum, and they fall into a coma."

"So it's completely safe."

Qiu Tu took the "Imprisonment Bottle," checked it, and after confirming that there were no problems, he bowed to the Ghost Face God King again and thanked him.

"I will never forget your kindness, sir. I, Wei Lin, will definitely repay you in the future."

Upon hearing Qiu Tu's words, a smile appeared on the face behind the Ghost Face God King mask.

And so, Qiu Tu left the prison city, seeing off by the Ghost-Faced God King.

Standing at the gate of the city, which loomed like a colossal beast in the darkness, the Ghost-Faced God King seemed to have just remembered something and suddenly asked, "By the way, Commandant Wei, before you entered the city, what did you say happened to Princess Xingyue and His Majesty?"

"After that, I don't think I've heard you mention it again."

Hearing Ghost Face God King's words, Qiu Tu couldn't help but smile. He said, "It's nothing."

"It was when I was with the princess that I heard her repeatedly say how grateful she was for His Majesty's love and care over the years."

"She also really wanted to leave as soon as possible so that she could be filial to His Majesty."

Upon hearing Qiu Tu's words, Ghost Face God King looked at Qiu Tu, and Qiu Tu looked at Ghost Face God King. Then the two of them couldn't help but laugh.

Ghost Face God King knew that Wei Lin was not telling the truth, and Qiu Tu also knew that Ghost Face God King did not believe him.

But who cares?

This was originally intended as a starting point for the two to talk. Now that everyone is happy, that's enough...

.......

And so, Qiu Tu left the prison city, carrying gifts for Zhao Ji, and rode the earth dragon towards the inner city of the imperial city.

The Ghost Face God King was right; these 20 prisoners were enough to allow a talented Level 4 God King to advance to the peak of Level 5.

However, it wasn't Wei Lin who advanced to the peak of level five, but Zhao Ji...

'Finally, I can cling to someone's coattails again.'

'After advancing to level five, shouldn't Sister Zhaoji truly be invincible below the high rank?'

.......

Meanwhile, just as Qiu Tu was thinking about Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji was also thinking about Qiu Tu...

Chapter 887 Zhao Ji's Memories (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Purgatory Space.

Zhao Ji stood beside the flowing lava river, her eyes behind the silver mask quietly watching the Cloud Cat God King, but her thoughts were churning like the rolling lava.

Because... the information she extracted from Cloud Cat God King tonight was far too much. So much so that even with the aid of "Absolute Perception," she was finding it difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Therefore, she couldn't help but think of Qiu Tu. She wondered, if Qiu Tu were in front of the Cloud Cat God King now, how would he judge and think...?

At the same time, just as Zehime was thinking this, she suddenly felt her shadow move slightly.

At the same moment, a familiar male voice rang in her ear, "Sister Zhaoji, I'm done here. How are you now?"

Upon hearing that familiar male voice, Zhao Ji's tense nerves relaxed slightly, as if she had found a pillar of support.

She didn't answer Qiu Tu's question directly, but instead used her mental power to say, "See for yourself."

As she spoke, she diverted the Cloud Cat God King's attention by talking to him, while gently pointing with her hand behind her back.

The next second, a barely perceptible fluorescent light entered her shadow and was also transmitted to Qiu Tu.

Meanwhile, on the official road from the prison city to the imperial city, Qiu Tu, riding on the back of an earth dragon, paused slightly. He pulled sharply on the reins, and the earth dragon let out a low growl and stopped.

Immediately afterwards, he felt the entire world in front of him slowly disappear. When he came to his senses, he was already in Zhao Ji's purgatory space, facing the Cloud Cat God King.

'This must be Sister Zhaoji's memory.'

Having made this judgment in his mind, Qiu Tu couldn't help but put himself in the shoes of "Zhao Ji" and then watched the entire process of her communication with the Cloud Cat God King.

Zhao Ji's chosen starting point for memory is clearly the beginning of Yunmao Shenwang's confession.

So, in Qiu Tu's view, Yunmao sat on that huge obsidian rock, holding her pipe, taking a flirtatious puff, and casually speaking as she parted her cherry lips.

"So...where should I begin?"

"Oh~ let's start with the story of how you betrayed me."

At this point, Cloud Cat God King raised his eyes slightly, looked at Qiu Tu, and then said in a light voice, "Qiu Tu~ In our line of work, isn't it normal for people to betray each other?"

Her words carried a hint of nonchalant playfulness, as if she were discussing a trivial matter.

After speaking, Cloud Cat God King removed the exquisite pipe from his cherry lips, his fingertips gently caressing the smooth pipe with an elegant and alluring gesture.

"Qiu Tu, I remember reading your file. It seems you've been working on the secret front for many years."

"So you should know better than me that there are three most important things to do well in our line of work."

She extended three slender, jade-like fingers and gently waved them in the air, a sly smile curving her lips.

"He is disloyal, betrays his brothers, and seduces his sister-in-law."

Qiu Tu:......

Perhaps because he was watching Zhao Ji's memories, Qiu Tu was also viewing Zhao Ji's perspective, so he could clearly sense Zhao Ji's speechlessness and contemplation.

She seemed genuinely considering whether Qiu Tu should do the same...

Qiu Tu continued reading.

The Cloud Cat God King swung her two little feet, appearing innocent and carefree, but her words were incredibly cold.

"Don't deny it. Because this is even the most basic operation."

"Because in our line of work, to obtain valuable intelligence, we must gain the enemy's trust."

"And the most powerful and convenient way to gain the enemy's trust is, of course, to betray your comrades."

"Besides... I was originally the intelligence chief for 'The Destruction of the Royal Court,' but then you suddenly parachuted in."

“You know, intelligence work is a long-term endeavor with phased plans. Your arrival could not only affect my plans but also potentially seize my power, so of course I’m thinking of selling you out.”

Qiu Tu: .....

To be honest, even without Zhao Ji's emotional perception, Qiu Tu could still sense the Cloud Cat God King's sincerity in this memory.

The cruelty of intelligence work lies in this: to obtain high-level intelligence, one must infiltrate enemy territory and then sacrifice oneself or one's comrades to gain their trust.

One consequence of this is that most intelligence workers are likely to be double agents.

Often, even they themselves can't tell which camp they really belong to.

This is also why spies rarely rise to high positions in most organizations.

Therefore, it is indeed a "tradition" for Yunmao Shenwang to betray himself.

But... recalling the friendly attitude of Cloud Cat God King that day, Qiu Tu felt that things couldn't be that simple.

After all, the psychological pressure of betraying subordinates, colleagues, and nominal superiors is quite different.

Sure enough, just as Qiu Tu was thinking this, the Cloud Cat God King spoke again.

She jumped down from the huge obsidian, then, with her bare, delicate white feet, she walked gracefully with a swaying cat-like gait towards "Qiu Tu".

Her daringly tailored palace dress accentuated her breathtaking curves as she moved.

"Moreover... my situation is somewhat special."

"The moment you met with me, you were actually exposed to the 'Shadow Division'."

She stretched out her slender fingers, the tips slightly cool, and gently touched Qiu Tu's chest, drawing circles in an ambiguous manner.

"Ghost Blade isn't the bait, the trap; I am the real one..."

"Since you've already been exposed due to your own carelessness, why don't I sell you out in exchange for greater trust?"

Her voice was low and slightly seductively hoarse, her warm breath brushing against Qiu Tu's cheek through the gaps in the mask.

"If you were in my position, you would probably make the same choice, wouldn't you, God King Qiu Tu~~"

Because this is Zhao Ji's memory, Qiu Tu can clearly feel Yun Mao's fingertips gently teasing his chest.

It was a touch that was both probing and teasing.

It has to be said that Cloud Cat God King is quite skilled. If Qiu Tu had personally approached her back then, he probably would have been completely aroused and engaged in hundreds of rounds of passion with her.

Unfortunately, the one who spoke with the Cloud Cat God King was the Ice Queen Zhao Ji.

Putting aside the fact that she is a woman, even if she were a man, given her emotionally detached demeanor, she probably wouldn't be moved by the Cloud Cat God King.

So she reached out and grasped the mischievous little hand of the Cloud Cat God King, speaking in a calm voice, revealing neither joy nor anger.

Everything you said makes perfect sense.

Her palm enveloped the Cloud Cat God King's soft, boneless hand, and Qiu Tu could even clearly feel the Cloud Cat God King's delicate and slightly cool skin.

"However, what I'm more curious about is... who gave you the audacity to do this?"

Zhao Ji's gaze, piercing through the silver mask, was like two sharp swords, directly striking the eyes of the Cloud Cat God King.

"Which important figure from the temple hinted that you could do this?"

Cloud Cat God King seemed not to have expected Qiu Tu to be so sensitive, and even directly questioned himself.

Her cat-like eyes widened slightly, a barely perceptible hint of surprise flashing within them.

At this moment, Qiu Tu's gaze also narrowed slightly as he watched this grand spectacle unfold.

To be honest, Zhao Ji's performance tonight was a bit unexpected for Qiu Tu.

Because Yunmao Shenwang's performance tonight was actually above 90 points. Her progressively elaborating reasons even fooled Qiu Tu.

But there was nothing she could do; she had encountered the overpowered Zhao Ji today. Under "Absolute Perception," she could detect every tiny fluctuation in the Cloud Cat God King's emotions.

Although Cloud Cat God King performed perfectly just now, he had some feelings he wanted to hide.

It's perfectly normal for people to keep things from each other during communication.

But today is a matter of life and death, so Zhao Ji will certainly not allow the other party to hide anything and will definitely get to the bottom of it.

However, the Cloud Cat God King was indeed a master of intelligence. Even after Zhao Ji pointed out the problem to her face, she quickly regained her charming demeanor and even lightly scratched Zhao Ji's palm with her fingertips.

"Giggle..."

She giggled, and her slender body, laden with fruit, leaned closer to Zhao Ji's embrace.

Even through several layers of clothing, Qiu Tu could still feel its amazing softness.

"God King Qiu Tu, you're putting them in a bit of a difficult position~"

She tilted her head back, gazing at Qiu Tu before her, and spoke softly, her breath sweet as orchids.

"Since you've already guessed that my change of attitude was due to instructions and someone backing me up."