Qiu Tu: Zhao Ji Covets My Good Looks

At that moment, just as Jin Ni was thinking this, Weaving Flame Heavenly King spoke as well.

Perhaps women of any age liked compliments, or perhaps she deliberately wanted to protect Qiu Tu.

Her beautiful eyes fell on Qiu Tu. Then she chuckled and followed his lead. "I heard from Li Feng long ago that Speaker Qiu had a sweet tongue. Now that I've seen it for myself, the praise was well deserved."

Hearing Weaving Flame Heavenly King's words, Qiu Tu hurriedly waved his hands and said with feigned nervousness, "Please don't misunderstand, Heavenly King. Commander Li Feng and I are innocent. She's never tasted my lips."

"Giggle, giggle, giggle." This time, Zhi Yan's laughter was clearly more genuine, and her eyes curved into crescents.

She looked at Qiu Tu with watery eyes and said with a smile, "No wonder Xiao Feng likes you. If I were twenty years younger, I'd like you too."

The amusement in Qiu Tu's eyes deepened at Zhi Yan's words. He smiled and replied, "You're joking, Heavenly King. It isn't that you were born twenty years too early. It's that I arrived twenty years too late."

Zhi Yan laughed even more happily at that.

As Qiu Tu watched Zhi Yan smile, he continued flattering her while his mind raced, reviewing his plan.

In fact, while devising the plan earlier, Qiu Tu had been carefully studying the "Crisis Intelligence." That allowed him to keenly notice a key piece of hidden information within it.

The Crisis Intelligence described Jin Ni and Zhi Yan differently. It referred to "Jin Ni, who bore an old grudge," and "Zhi Yan."

That was the very first sentence of the Crisis Intelligence. Yet it pointed directly to the key to breaking the deadlock: the two had completely different attitudes toward Qiu Tu.