Then let them offer their loyalty!

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Qiu Tu felt his head being pressed down by that soft, rounded shape, but his heart sank.

Because... Huiming made two moves just now, clearly deliberately avoiding him, not wanting him to see the battle plan.

This likely indicates that the matter is true.

Thinking this, Qiu Tu couldn't help but try to recall the information he had jotted down in the brief moment.

Thanks to the God King's camera-like memory, Qiu Tu found a part of the battle plan in a corner of his memory.

The time of this operation was clearly stated: 11 p.m., which is 2 hours from now; the location was an abandoned library in Blackflame City; however, the personnel to carry out this mission and other details were incomplete.

Qiu Tu could barely make out the word "madness".

'Berserker?'

After muttering the name to himself, Qiu Tu felt it was pretty much the right one.

After all, Huiming had previously mentioned that Guilian wanted to ask Kuangzhan, a half-step advanced god-king, for help.

That's all the information I have.

So, Qiu Tu leaned against Ruolan's soft embrace, memorizing all this information and then considering how to handle it...

Soon, Huiming finished reading the battle plan and then picked up a vermilion pen to make a couple of marks on it.

After finishing the sketch, she folded the document, stamped it with her small seal, casually placed it on the long table, and then said authoritatively, "Send it to Ghost Face."

"Let him get started."

Upon hearing Huiming's words, Ruolan quickly carried Qiu Tu over and then reached out to pick up the document.

As she picked it up, a purple ripple flashed across the stamp on the document, like a seal.

This is to ensure that no one else has seen or tampered with the file before it is opened.

Lan Ruo bent down and put Qiu Tu on the ground, then took the documents, bowed to Hui Ming, and said, "Yes, Your Highness. I will take care of it right away."

After saying that, she took the documents and quickly walked out of the tent.

Watching her departing figure, Qiu Tu felt a renewed sense of pressure...

At that moment, Cloud Cat God King looked up at Huiming, and Qiu Tu followed his gaze.

At this moment, Huiming was dressed in a black python robe with gold patterns, sitting majestically behind a long table, her face expressionless, making it impossible to tell what she was thinking.

'Is this a trap... or psychological torture?'

To be honest, perhaps because this matter is so serious, even with Qiu Tu's intelligence, he was unable to make a judgment in a short time.

In particular, he had not yet fully established a personality model for Huiming.

Therefore, he found it difficult to tell whether Huiming had already discovered his abnormality and was deliberately putting psychological pressure on him to force him to reveal his weakness.

Or perhaps... they guessed his identity and were indeed prepared to capture him and Zhao Ji in one fell swoop, so they deliberately tortured him psychologically: making him watch helplessly as Zhao Ji was captured and killed, and then dealing with him.

Don't doubt whether Huiming can accomplish this. From Qiu Tu's understanding, at least half of the God-Kings who follow the path of destruction are psychopaths who enjoy torturing their enemies.

According to Huiming's records, she has also done a lot of things to torture her enemies over the years.

She is a true femme fatale.

Thinking this way, Qiu Tu found it even harder to tell whether the matter was true or false...

'Even Huiming himself engaged me in close combat. So... having the Tyrant of Destruction strike and nip danger in the bud doesn't seem so unusual...'

'So...should we take the risk and find a chance to inform Sister Zhaoji?'

While meticulously mimicking the expressions and movements of the Cloud Cat God King, avoiding revealing any flaws, Qiu Tu quietly pondered and weighed his options...

As he weighed his options, the image of Zeji's breathtaking beauty kept appearing before his eyes...

After 10 minutes, Qiu Tu finally made a decision...

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Chapter 902 Radiant Fate: Maybe I really should believe him (Seeking monthly votes)

The night was as dark as ink, swallowing up the ruined outline of Blackflame City.

Under the crimson moonlight, Zhao Ji, dressed in a black night-clothes and wearing the silver mask Qiu Tu had given her, silently blended into the shadows of the corner, then moved swiftly and stealthily...

After crossing most of the city, she arrived at the abandoned library. Zehime stood in the shadows, looking up at the building that was now covered in withered vines.

After confirming there was no ambush, she once again slipped into the shadows.

She made her way to the top floor of the abandoned library. A figure wearing a "Shadow" uniform mask stood with his back to her in the center of the dusty room on the top floor, seemingly having been waiting for a long time.

Zhao Ji didn't speak, but just watched him quietly from the shadows.

But that person's strength was clearly not low, so Zhao Ji only stood there for a moment before he seemed to notice her, suddenly turned around, and looked at the elongated figure at the doorway.

"Your Excellency, you've arrived?"

The person's voice was a little hoarse, but it carried a hint of barely perceptible joy, as if they were anticipating something.

Zhao Ji didn't speak, but quietly observed him with her cold eyes hidden behind the mask.

Silence is the best weapon, especially in situations where the enemy and friend are unclear; it can exert the greatest psychological pressure on the other side.

Sure enough, in that almost frozen air, the "Shadow Division member's" breathing became noticeably rapid. He seemed to want to say something to break the deathly silence, but when he met Zehime's gaze, which seemed to pierce through his soul, he swallowed his words back.

After a moment, Zeji finally spoke.

"Where is the stuff?" Her voice was cold, and combined with Qiu Tu's tone, it seemed to carry an unquestionable air of authority.

"Here, here." The member of the Shadow Division was overjoyed and quickly took out a box wrapped in black cloth from his pocket.

He said, "Sir, this is evidence I've collected over the past two years of old smoker's treason, betrayal of his comrades, and service to the 'Shadow Division.'"

“Over the years, I’ve always found it strange. Because there are always comrades who get arrested and killed.”

"However, it often doesn't involve many people."

"This doesn't fit the normal situation of our secret front falling into enemy hands. So, at that time, I suspected that there was a mole in the organization, deliberately using the enemy to eliminate dissidents."

"But... I don't know who the mole is. So I can only investigate silently."

"Just a few years ago, I finally found some clues. Or rather... the old smoker finally reached out to him."

At this point, the Shadow Division member's eyes gleamed with resentment. "He tested me, to see if I was truly loyal to the 'Temple,' and if I harbored any resentment! He even asked me if I was willing to become a double agent for the 'Shadow Division'!"

"At that moment, I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat."

"I always thought there was a traitor in the organization, but I never expected it to be him."

"So... I feigned agreement and secretly investigated, finally confirming that he had unknowingly become a double agent, a dog of the 'Destroying Royal Court'!"

"But... he's my direct superior, and I can't bypass him to report to headquarters. So I've been waiting for an opportunity."

"Finally, after waiting for so many years, I've finally met you, Master!"

In the end, the "Shadow Division member" looked at Zehime with tears welling up in his eyes and said, "Your Excellency, you must avenge our fallen brothers!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head, bent his waist, and presented the box with both hands.

His words were sincere, and his actions were perfectly correct.

However... Zhao Ji didn't immediately take it, but instead coldly fixed her gaze on the box...

......

Meanwhile, inside Princess Huiming's tent.

Qiu Tu remained in his white cat form, curled up on the soft animal skin blanket, lazily dozing off, his tail tip lightly brushing the ground, as if he were not worried at all about what was happening in the "Destroyed Royal Court".

Perhaps noticing Qiu Tu's relaxed state, Princess Huiming, who was looking down at the military intelligence report, glanced at him with a hint of hesitation in her eyes.

However, if Qiu Tu can remain calm, she can certainly remain calm even more.

Therefore, she didn't pay much attention to Qiu Tu, but continued to look down at the military intelligence report.

And so, time passed by, minute by minute, and soon another half hour had gone by.

Just then, the tent flap was suddenly flung open, and Ruolan strode in, her face showing anxiety.

"Your Highness!" She strode to Huiming's long desk, bowed, and reported softly, "Something has happened at 'Chaotic Western Capital'..."

Upon hearing Ruolan's words, Huiming couldn't help but look up and give her a stern look, as if trying to discern whether she was acting or serious.

At this moment, seeing Huiming looking at her, Ruolan's face was filled with genuine anxiety. She glanced at Qiu Tu and, seeing that he wasn't paying attention, quickly whispered, "Your Highness... the White Frost God King has fallen."

"Bai Shuang?" Upon hearing that name, Princess Huiming frowned slightly.

White Frost God-King is no ordinary God-King. As the deputy commander of this operation of the "Immortal Heavenly Tomb," and a God-King himself who guards the tomb, he holds an extremely high position within the "Immortal Heavenly Tomb" and enjoys the deep trust of the "Immortal Three Giants."

Over the past few centuries, the White Frost God King has often acted on behalf of the "Immortal Trio".

As a result... such a person actually died on the battlefield of "Chaotic Western Capital"?

This will obviously greatly stimulate the already chaotic situation, causing drastic changes and potentially triggering a series of chain reactions.

Thinking this, Princess Huiming's expression became even more serious.

She pondered for a moment, then looked at Ruolan and asked with a stern expression, "Was it Mu Xin who did it? Or did a high-ranking God-King from the 'Chaotic Faction' intervene?"

Upon hearing Princess Huiming's question, Ruolan whispered, "It was the work of God King Muxin. But... God King Baishuang wasn't careful enough."

She whispered a report on the situation, "Perhaps during this period, God King Mu Xin has been hiding like a coward, and God King Bai Shuang has become somewhat arrogant and conceited."

"Therefore, in advancing the battle lines, he acted too quickly, becoming disconnected from the rear, and he himself went deep into the 'chaotic Western Capital.'"

"This gave Shepherd Heart God King an opportunity. He directly used his authority as 'Lord of the World' to thoroughly investigate White Frost God King's whereabouts, and then, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, personally carried out the assassination."

"The White Frost God King was caught off guard and was successfully ambushed, resulting in his immediate demise."

"The army of the 'Immortal Tomb' collapsed immediately after its commander was killed, and was utterly routed by the 'Chaos Faction.'"

"Now the entire front of the 'Immortal Heavenly Tomb' has fallen, and they have been pushed all the way out of the 'Chaotic Western Capital'."

"Lord Lan Zhan has temporarily suppressed our army, preventing a mutiny. He then asked me to inquire of Your Highness whether we should first withdraw from 'Chaotic Western Capital' to avoid being attacked from both sides and trapped like turtles in a jar, or try to find a way to help 'Immortal Heavenly Tomb' stabilize its lines."

Upon hearing Ruolan's words, Princess Kaguya's expression turned dignified and cold.

She put down the vermilion brush in her hand, her beautiful face showing no emotion, and then coldly commented, "Useless."

It's unclear whether her comment about "waste" was directed at the easily assassinated "White Frost God King" or at the "Blue Zhan God King" who needed to consult her even on such matters.

Hearing her words, Ruolan lowered her head even further. "It seems that the other party has used some kind of special catastrophic artifact. The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and even Lord Lan Zhan is not entirely sure."

Huiming didn't listen any further. She slowly rose, the gold patterns on her python robe shimmering with a breathtaking light under the lamplight.

"understood."

"I will personally go and oversee the operation."

Hearing her words, Ruolan was clearly surprised and opened her mouth as if to say something.

But Huiming waved his hand to interrupt her, and then stepped out of the tent.

However, as Hui Ming passed Qiu Tu, he seemed to remember something, paused slightly, glanced down at Qiu Tu, and spoke in a stern, emotionless voice.

"Cloud Cat, you stay here and are not allowed to leave."

As soon as she finished speaking, she lifted the curtain and left without looking back.

Upon hearing Princess Huiming's words, Ruolan glanced at Qiu Tu on the blanket, then hurriedly followed her out.

The curtains were drawn, isolating them from the outside world.

Inside the tent, Qiu Tu was suddenly left alone.

He remained lying there, seemingly oblivious to everything happening around him. Only the occasional twitching of his ears indicated that he was still awake.

Time passed by, second by second.

The entire camp grew quieter and quieter. Only the hurried yet receding footsteps of the soldiers outside seemed to tell of the unusual unease of the night.

A few more minutes passed.

After everything outside became quiet, Qiu Tu touched its fluffy head with its front paws, then rolled over and climbed off the blanket.

Then, he looked around, as if searching for a surveillance device or personnel.

After a moment, finding nothing amiss, he hurried towards Huiming's long desk...