How Many God Kings Could Zhao Ji Take On?

Hearing Doris's words, Qiu Tu merely smiled, lowered his head, and took a couple bites of food before saying,

"Because... you really don't stand a chance. But... if you, me, and Her Excellency Zhao Ji join forces, then the three of us have a chance."

Hearing Qiu Tu's domineering words, Doris's eyes rippled. She looked at him with interest, her fingers lightly brushing over her fair cheek, her crystal-like earlobe, before finally hooking a strand of hair.

As she gently wound it around her finger, she deliberately asked with interest,

"Oh? The three of us have a chance? Speaker Qiu, surely you're joking."

"You don't think a few Eighth Orders like us can deal with God Kings, do you?"

Her languid voice poured cold water over Qiu Tu's head. "If you really think that, then you're far too naive."

"Over the years, countless Eighth Order deities have coveted the seat of God King. Countless Eighth Order deities have been dissatisfied with the Four Divine Kings."

"And what happened?"

"They were nothing more than withered trees by the roadside."

Her voice was seductive, like she was acting coy, yet also tempting him. It naturally carried an air that made people want to commit sins. "Besides, I'm terribly afraid of death."

"I have too many responsibilities to bear, and too many things in my heart that I can't let go of."

"I won't join you in fighting enemies so powerful that they cannot be resisted."

"So... you really guessed wrong, Speaker Qiu."

Hearing Doris's words, Qiu Tu, who was eating with his head lowered, gave a soft laugh. Though he did not say a single word, the contempt in it could not have been clearer.

Doris's expression froze, and the hand winding around her hair suddenly tightened.

Outwardly, she remained calm and