Zhao Ji Is Acting Strange

As an evil god, especially one as knowledgeable and experienced as Zhao Ji,

the long years had shown her far too many bizarre things.

So she had originally believed that her emotions could never be swayed by an ordinary human.

After all, in her eyes, the human before her was not particularly honest. He always seemed to be harboring other schemes. There was hardly any truth in his mouth.

She only needed to listen casually.

Yet when she heard this human bring up such an explosive topic, she was still stunned.

She and this weak human, insignificant as an ant, were involved?

How dared he fabricate such a lie?

Was he truly not afraid that she would slap him to death?

As she thought this, Zhao Ji's eyes, already as cold as ice, grew several degrees colder.

She gave Qiu Tu a deep look. With just that one glance, Qiu Tu felt as if all the blood in his body had frozen, its flow becoming incomparably sluggish.

His body also became incredibly stiff. Every joint seemed rusted, and even the slightest movement became exceedingly difficult.

Seeing that Zhao Ji was angered, Qiu Tu hurriedly cried, "Sister Yueyue, please calm down! It wasn't me! La Riluo Your Highness was the one who said it!"

"Heh." Zhao Ji answered Qiu Tu's explanation with a cold laugh.

Then, Qiu Tu struggled to raise his right hand and swore, "If La Riluo Your Highness never called me brother-in-law, if she never suspected that I was involved with Zhao Ji Your Highness, may Heaven strike me down with five bolts of lightning!"

As before, in a world where the mind could affect the Real World, the oaths of Calamity Descendants carried force.

Therefore, unless one spoke the truth, or at least what one believed to