After hearing Cheng Shi's words, Chun nodded solemnly, then turned to leave.
Seeing this, Cheng Shi froze. "Wait, you're just leaving?"
Chun paused, turned back, and asked with some confusion, "Didn't you tell me to go take care of my own business?"
"..."
Great. The moment the revenge talk ended, she turned back into a seven-year-old.
Cheng Shi rolled his eyes and irritably pointed toward the Grand Inquisition's central command tent, where chaos reigned in the direction of the Borogao Highlands.
"You stirred up the situation this badly, forced us down from the mountaintop, and wasted so much of my mental power, and now you're just leaving?
"You got all the benefits."
"I came down with you. You chose the direction."
"I..." Cheng Shi's voice caught. Suppressing the urge to abandon their cooperation, he exhaled heavily and said, "Don't force me to badmouth my own ally. Compensation. Hand over the compensation first and let me see your sincerity."
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately added, "Not the dagger. Put away that piece of scrap metal you call a dagger!"
Chun obediently put away the dagger she had just taken out, then said with a troubled expression:
"Other than the tools I use to hunt and assassinate that rat, I have nothing else."
"You do. You have it." Cheng Shi irritably pointed at Chun's head. "I'm interested in this Oathbreak Curse.
"To be honest, I've been researching the essence of the Oathbreak Curse recently and treating it as another kind of blessing from Them.
"Deconstructing this blessing could give me more inspiration regarding the power of faith. As for how to deconstruct it—hm, that's a secret. I'm not telling you.
"But the Oathbreak Curse is rare, so I can only collect it bit by bit.
"Since I've encountered one