Watching Ouyang Feng's bold, laughing back, Song Qingshu could not help but smile knowingly. Everyone said the Western Venom was sinister and ruthless, but this old man was rather lovable. It seemed everyone had different sides to them.
After having the guards at the tent entrance move farther away, Song Qingshu finally entered with great interest.
Hearing the movement, Daiqisi, who was sitting on the bed, raised her head to glance at him before lowering her eyes again.
Song Qingshu could not help but pause at her expression. "You seem a little resigned to your fate now?"
Daiqisi's expression finally changed slightly. She answered coldly, "You only want a pledge of allegiance. But have you considered this? If you use such methods, even if you get me, you should thank the heavens if I do not hate you to the bone. How could I possibly be wholeheartedly loyal to you?"
Song Qingshu nodded in satisfaction, walked over and sat beside her, then casually unsealed her acupoints. With his martial arts, it made no difference whether Daiqisi's acupoints were sealed or not. "I'm relieved. After all this time, Madam has finally found a decent reason."
Having regained her freedom of movement, Daiqisi instinctively shifted several feet away, as though only that could give her a trace of security.
Noticing her little movement, Song Qingshu smiled. "Madam, why not listen to me tell a story? Over the years, the Persian Ming Cult has been fighting the Mongol Empire. You should know of Mongol Great Khan Temujin's deeds, shouldn't you?"
"That demon? Which aspect do you mean?" Before meeting Song Qingshu, the Ming Wang had been a godlike figure in Daiqisi's heart, while Temujin had been like a great demon king. But now, Song Qingshu could be mentioned in the same breath as