The mayor's office fell silent once more.
Jietisikoki's sudden descent into silence only further confirmed Ye Chen's earlier suspicion.
It seemed this man truly was bound by some kind of "constraint."
Otherwise, judging by Jietisikoki's past conduct, Ye Chen would never have had the chance to sit here as he was now—smoking, drinking, and chatting with this psychopathic murderous maniac—without having to worry in the slightest about suddenly coming under attack in any form.
Even a fool could see that things were far from simple.
"..."
After a long while, the man raised his face again. Those sharply faceted crystalline eyes stared directly into Ye Chen's, now brimming with irritation and helplessness.
"Fine, fine, I'm tired. No more pretending. I'll lay my cards on the table!"
"You annoying brat! You were right! Happy now?"
"If I weren't carrying this damned 'constraint,' I would've chopped you into pulp ten million times over! How could I possibly tolerate you acting so high and mighty in front of me—!?"
"Alright, you've taken another step toward the truth. Congratulations!"
"But then what, Ye Chen?"
"Even if you know this, what use is it to you?"
"I am the master of this world!"
"If you don't kill me, then don't even think about getting out!"
Ye Chen answered calmly:
"No. Although your 'Spirit Realm' can indeed affect both my body and mind, all of those effects are temporary, and they gradually weaken as time passes."
"The strength I'm gradually recovering is the best proof of that."
"After all, the energy of the 'Spirit Realm' ultimately comes from your mental power. Even as a Divine Artifact holder, your power is most likely not 'infinite.'"
Hearing this, Jietisikoki instead gave a cold laugh.
"So your choice is to keep dragging this out with me?"
"Ah, troublesome brat,