The God of Conspiracy grew more uneasy and agitated by the moment, sneaking glances at Chen Shouyi now and then, trying to tell whether he was bluffing.
He hated jokes more than anything.
This wasn't funny at all.
He felt he might have to change his mind again.
"Esteemed... sir, I just remembered something... important." The God of Conspiracy watched Chen Shouyi's expression carefully and spoke with great caution.
Chen Shouyi shot him a cold glance and swallowed the True God Meat in his mouth. "What is it?"
The God of Conspiracy saw golden divine blood trickling from the corner of Chen Shouyi's mouth. His eyelids twitched, and his scalp prickled. Stammering, he said, "I... I just remembered that I can't go with you there!"
"Why?" Chen Shouyi asked, puzzled.
"That place is... the holy city of the God of Bloodshed. His Faith Domain is incredibly powerful, nearly all-knowing. If I go, the God of Bloodshed will discover me!" Seeing the chill in Chen Shouyi's expression, the God of Conspiracy felt a shiver crawl down his spine and hurriedly swore an oath.
"Esteemed sir, we've gotten along so... splendidly on this journey. How could I dare deceive you? You know this is only a thought projection of mine, in a mortal body, and my brain isn't quite right. I simply couldn't remember for a while."
Chen Shouyi stared at him for a long moment. Then, realizing that killing him now would cost him nothing, he finally said, "I'll trust you this time. There won't be a next time!"
"Yes, yes, yes."
He nodded and bowed, his heart filled with humiliation.
To think that he, a mighty god, had fallen to such a state. It was truly tragic.
But it was nothing. This was just a minor setback on the road