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I sneered along with him. "Marshal, I have more troubles on my back than you can imagine. What difference would a few more make? Besides, I'm not an official of your Divine Court. What's wrong with me listening? Could you even punish me for it? At most, it's just a matter of infighting between your factions. I have no sect or affiliation. What does it have to do with me?"
"No sect or affiliation? Heh heh, I wouldn't know about that. In any case, the secret report mentioned some rather vague matters. Even if I were braver, I couldn't bring harm to a High God." The old marshal's face darkened. He hesitantly glanced behind me, but apparently found nothing and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Anyway, I'm never going back to the Divine Court. Tell me, what office does Daohe's father hold, and what's going on with this matter? Factional infighting, Si Xiaoxian the Great God being captured and buried in the God-Burying Coffin—there has to be a beginning and an end to it, right?" I brought up Si Xiaoxian directly. I knew they currently didn't dare even mention that name.
"Heh heh... Looks like you really aren't afraid of death!" The old marshal raised his head, a fierce glint appearing on his face. Zhu Daohe's eyes also shone, as if she were very interested in what lay behind all this.
"Since there's no one else around, say whatever you want." I spoke at once.
The old marshal chuckled. "There's no one else, but don't forget that the Imperial Astronomical Bureau is around. Or are you trying to get us killed?"
I frowned and looked at the turbulent currents surrounding us. "These are all currents I created. Isn't that enough to block the Imperial Astronomical Bureau's ears and eyes?"