As if she had thought of something, she suddenly looked up at Roland.
"Don't say I didn't give you a chance, and don't say everyone else didn't give you a chance either. If you have what it takes, go kneel before the Beast God's statue and ask him to come out."
"If you can get him to come out, then even if he doesn't say a single word, I'll believe you're the Divine Emissary. From now on, wherever you are, I'll go around the other way. How about it?"
Roland hadn't expected her to dig such a huge hole for her.
Last time, the Beast God hadn't even bothered to acknowledge her. How could she possibly get him to come out?
She was already somewhat afraid of meeting the Beast God because she was an outsider. How could she possibly summon him?
"Lord Beast God, he..."
Roland had just been about to find an excuse to refuse when Su Qiao decisively cut her off.
"Don't say he's busy and doesn't have time to deal with these trivial matters. He's actually very idle. Aside from sleeping, he has nothing else to do. He told me that himself last time."
"Yes, I can swear before the Beast God's statue that I'm absolutely not making this up."
To prove that she was telling the truth, Su Qiao took a sip of soup before adding another sentence.
Now, if Roland refused again, it would mean she had a guilty conscience—and prove that she really was a fake Divine Emissary.
"Fine, I agree. As soon as I return to the Tiger Clan Tribe, I'll pray for Lord Beast God to appear and meet me."
"Chief of the Tiger Clan, see? I've helped you come up with such a wonderful solution. You'd better keep a close