Bird Gun Swapped for Cannon [Monthly Tickets]

Chu Yao: "It's a deal?"

Wei Shou sneered, "I've always kept my word, unlike you, you mangy cur. You go back on your word all day long. It's a deal!" As he spoke, he even held up his palm, as large as a cattail fan.

Chu Yao raised his hand and slapped it against Wei Shou's in a solemn vow.

With a loud crack, Wei Shou felt uneasy. For no reason, he felt as though he had jumped into a bottomless pit. Unfortunately, the problem before him was a multiple-choice question where both options were exactly the same. It made no difference which one he picked.

He helplessly drooped his eyelids.

At that moment, it was as though someone had wrung all the vitality out of him.

Wei Shou slumped down and said viciously, "Speak. What else do you want me to do? Knowing your temperament, your goal definitely isn't merely forcing me to rebel. There'll be one step after another. I want to know who the next unlucky ghost is."

This was all the wisdom born from pain.

Chu Yao said, "Li He."

Wei Shou's ears perked up, and gossip and curiosity won out: "Li Shisong? What, how did he offend you?"

Chu Yao shook his head. "I'm not familiar with him. It's just that he knows Ning Tu Nan, so we can't let him return alive."

Though people would assume that the owner of a Literary Heart Sigil was a man, Li He was special. If he returned alive and met Zheng Qiao, he might very well mention that detail. As Sovereign, Zheng Qiao might know something about the secrets of the National Seal and perhaps follow the line of Ning Yan to deduce that it led back to his lord... Even if the possibility was infinitesimal, Chu