Reporting Him to His Face

After Zhou Hao finished discussing the matter of establishing a faction with Murong, they moved on to other topics.

"Do you have any martial skills that can read memories?" Zhou Hao asked.

He suddenly remembered that Xu Shan still needed to be dealt with, so he wanted to ask Murong if she had such a martial skill.

Upon hearing this, Murong was slightly taken aback and asked, "What bad thing are you planning?"

"What the heck? What bad thing could I possibly do?" Three black lines representing speechlessness flowed down Zhou Hao's forehead.

Murong smiled and asked, "Then what do you want to do? Not many people who want to learn this kind of martial skill do it for good deeds."

Zhou Hao explained, "Here's the thing, the boss of this stockade is dead, and the Second Boss..."

After his vivid description, Murong roughly understood.

At this moment, Zhou Yuanbao flew to Murong's side and said, "Dad skipped a part."

Zhou Hao's face darkened. This little brat, he wasn't getting any Divine Crystals.

Seeing the change in Zhou Hao's expression, Murong asked Zhou Yuanbao with interest, "Tell me, what part did he skip?"

Zhou Yuanbao immediately said excitedly, "Dad said he wanted to help Ye Zi find the murderer. He even questioned Xu Shan and Ma Hongyun in a proper manner, but after listening to the whole process, he couldn't figure it out. In the end, he resolved it with violence."

Zhou Hao's gaze was fixed on Zhou Yuanbao, as if he wanted to swallow him whole. Didn't he know not to expose someone's shortcomings, especially in front of Murong?

Behind them, Mu Jinyin, who was suspended in the air, seemed to see through everything and shook its head helplessly, thinking to itself, "Little brother, your Divine Crystals from now on will be managed by your sister."

Although it was born a little later than Zhou Yuanbao, it always felt like the older sister.

Murong chuckled after hearing Zhou Yuanbao's words and looked at Zhou Hao teasingly, asking, "Are you really that incompetent?"

Zhou Hao glared at Zhou Yuanbao irritably and explained, "That's because there was too little information, and I didn't want to investigate. If I had gotten serious, it would have been very easy to solve the case and find evidence."

"Tsk~" Murong covered her mouth and laughed. She enjoyed seeing Zhou Hao stubbornly refuse to admit defeat.

Zhou Hao shrugged. Alright! He admitted it. Let them laugh! Who told him he was a bit off that day?

Murong's smile faded, and she said, "I didn't expect you to talk about evidence. As expected of someone who hasn't killed anyone."

Zhou Hao rolled his eyes dramatically. "Are you praising me or mocking me?"

Murong chuckled lightly, "Praising you. It's good to follow your heart."

In this fantasy world, for someone in the Spiritual Consciousness Realm to kill someone in the Mystic Body Realm without any background didn't require a reason. Even if Zhou Hao had killed Xu Shan, no one would have dared to say anything. But Zhou Hao didn't kill him.

In fact, doing so was the right thing to do. To become a leader, one must first gain the trust of others. A person who kills indiscriminately cannot gain trust; they can only force submission.

Zhou Hao pursed his lips, not wanting to continue this topic, and brought the conversation back to the main point. "Do you have any martial skills for checking memories?"

Murong shook her head. "I haven't learned any."

"Oh~" Zhou Hao sighed, his expectations dashed.

He had been thinking of learning a martial skill similar to "Soul Searching," which would make it much easier to navigate the martial world in the future.

"Although I don't have that kind of martial skill, I have this." A porcelain bottle appeared in Murong's hand.

Zhou Hao looked at the bottle and asked, "What is this?"

"Truth Pill, hehe," Murong softly uttered the three words.

Zhou Hao was slightly stunned when he heard this. Wasn't this the pill Murong had mentioned before?

Murong tossed a bottle to him. "There are ten pills inside. I originally prepared them for you, but you can keep these. I'll have someone refine more."

Zhou Hao's heart trembled a few times upon hearing "originally prepared them for you." He said with a wry smile, "Is it that serious? Preparing ten pills for me."

Murong nodded seriously. "It is. You were thinking of tricking me before. Do you think it's that serious?"

Zhou Hao's mouth twitched. Alright! This reason was sufficient, and he admitted it.

He then asked, "Are these things valuable?"

If they were valuable, he wouldn't waste them on Xu Shan.

Murong casually waved her hand. "They're not worth much."

Alright! Zhou Hao had expected this. In Murong's eyes, everything was "not worth much."

He thought for a moment and asked, "Are there any usage requirements?"

Murong replied softly, "No, but the effect only lasts for an hour, so you need to be mindful of the time when you ask questions."

Zhou Hao nodded. "Understood."

He calculated the time and knew that Murong would be leaving soon. After some thought, he looked at Murong and said, "I'll give you a gift next time I come."

Murong was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Why?"

"You've given me so many things, so I naturally have to reciprocate. Of course, the gift won't be too expensive," Zhou Hao said with a smile.

Murong smiled and nodded gently. "Okay, then I'll look forward to it."

As she spoke, she paused and shifted her gaze to the red bed, smiling playfully. "Actually, this gift is also quite good. I'm looking forward to my next visit. Oh, and do you have any melon seeds? Give me some."

She extended her hand towards Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao took a large piece of paper, wrapped some seeds in it, and gave them to Murong, saying with a smile, "Ask me for more if you run out."

Murong gave a slight smile and waved her hand, saying, "See you in three days."

With that, her figure completely vanished, leaving only a lingering echo.

Zhou Hao looked at the empty spot where she had been and let out a soft chuckle. Then, grabbing a handful of sunflower seeds, he turned his gaze to Zhou Yuanbao, a smile devoid of emotion on his face.

"You were pretty brave just now, huh?"

Zhou Yuanbao gave a sheepish grin and said fawningly, "Dad, you're a generous person, please don't dock my food rations."

"Now you know to be scared?" Zhou Hao asked casually while cracking sunflower seeds.

Zhou Yuanbao nodded and quickly explained, "I was just explaining the situation to Mom, I didn't mean to tattle."

At that moment, it had only been thinking about the thrill of tattling and hadn't considered the consequences at all. Now it regretted it.

Zhou Hao gave it a sharp rap on the head as a warning, "Don't let it happen again."

Honestly, daring to talk about Dad's embarrassing moments.

Zhou Yuanbao chuckled, "I guarantee there won't be a next time."

Mu Jinyin watched from the side, thinking it was a shame. It had hoped to get double rations!

Zhou Hao stopped paying attention to Zhou Yuanbao and walked over to the books Murong had left, checking the title of each one.

" 'A Blind Man's Travelogue,' 'Basics of Artifact Refining,' 'Basics of Alchemy,' 'Three Lifetimes of Love,' 'Summary of Basic Array Knowledge'... and so on."

Zhou Hao seemed to notice something amiss with one of the books. He flipped back a couple of pages and picked up 'Three Lifetimes of Love,' opening it to read for a while.

Then he discovered it was full of romance stories, and he found himself quite engrossed.

"They even prepared a book like this," Zhou Hao remarked, closing the book.

However, if he had counted the books, he would have realized there were twenty-four books, not the twenty-three Murong had mentioned.

But Zhou Hao didn't count. He just looked at the titles of each book and then put them into his storage ring, planning to take them out and read them when he had time.

"Jinyin Yuanbao, let's go for a walk," Zhou Hao called out.

Zhou Yuanbao and Mu Jinyin quickly followed.

Just as they stepped out the door, a loud "boom" suddenly echoed from the stockade, startling everyone.