Mo Li: Brother, Take Me With You (Thanks to "Mist in Whispered Poetry" for Becoming a Patron)

Mo Li: Brother, Take Me With You~ (Thanks to "Mist in Whispered Poetry" for Becoming a Patron)

As the queen of the Chaos Faction, Mo Li was naturally different from ordinary Chaos God Kings.

At the very least, she had a fairly sharp mind.

So, upon hearing Qiu Tu say something so uncharacteristic and seeing his strange actions, her mind began racing.

A moment later, realization flashed through her eyes, and she suddenly guessed a little of Qiu Tu's intentions.

To put it plainly, Qiu Tu's meaning was very clear:

Although you are the Chaos Witch, I know you are the Chaos Witch, and you know that I know you are the Chaos Witch.

But! This was the territory of the Order Shrine. We couldn't reveal that identity publicly. So... I could only play along with you and couldn't give you any answer.

And you shouldn't ask me for any answer either. Otherwise, if the Order God Kings discovered it, things would become troublesome.

To be honest, Mo Li knew Qiu Tu had always been shameless. But... she truly had not expected him to be this shameless.

Qiu Tu had simply taken his officialdom skill—the art of procrastination—to the extreme.

In officialdom and the workplace, when faced with something one did not want to handle, there was no need to refuse directly. Stalling was also a good method.

Stalling did not mean one did not want to resolve it; it merely meant resolving it later. Thus, it was difficult for anyone to find fault with it.

And Qiu Tu was clearly pretending not to know Mo Li's identity because he wanted to drag this matter out.

Thinking that, Mo Li could not help raising her head to glance at Qiu Tu.

Qiu Tu was also looking down at her, a