Is this the demigod artifact that kills without a trace?
The scene before him forced Cheng Shi to think precisely that!
Though the dagger was gripped in the ascetic's palm, he could not steady the demigod artifact at all, his entire body trembling along with the blade.
Seeing his bloodshot eyes and split-eyed expression, Cheng Shi was genuinely afraid something might happen to him.
"The Grand Inquisition is right downstairs and could discover this at any time. Drop the domain, and I'll help you!"
Cheng Shi's enthusiasm was met with the usual silence.
Even as his condition continued to plummet, the ascetic refused to drop the Silence Domain.
This really left Cheng Shi speechless.
"You found a key clue to the trial, didn't you?"
"..."
"Your condition is too poor; if you don't let go, you'll die!"
"..."
Fine, fine, playing it solo, are we!
"All right, all right, then go ahead and die!"
Realizing communication was impossible, Cheng Shi turned and left.
The commotion here was too great; the people of the Grand Inquisition were no fools. They would soon realize where the bard's room was and come tracking up.
If they saw him, he would have no way to explain why he was standing at the murderer's door.
What ordinary traveler would be so interested in a murderer that they ran right to the killer's room while everyone else was fleeing?
Investigate when you can investigate, but save your skin when you need to save your skin.
Since he could not out-stubborn this solo-playing warrior, Cheng Shi had to think of another way.
Yet just as he turned to leave, a terrifying purple thunderbolt suddenly flashed past Cheng Shi's cheek and struck the ascetic directly.
Thunderbolt!
Cheng Shi's heart shook, his pupils constricting violently.
The terrifying sensation of