Where the Spear Pointed: Qianlong War God

"Not gonna lie, at this point, a normal person really could just lie flat." Lin Xiaosu stretched out his legs comfortably.

In terms of assets, he had nearly thirty million in his personal account!

In terms of mission, Hydra, the ultimate enemy, had already been wiped out.

In terms of cultivation, the Thousand-Spirit Saintess had sentenced him to beheading anyway.

By sentiment, reason, money, and the state of affairs, it seemed he had indeed reached the time to lie flat and retire.

But Blue Demon would not have it. "Don't! Think about it—there's enough money in your account to support ten wives, but do you only have ten wives? You haven't reached the point of lying flat yet. You need to keep striving."

Holy shit! More than ten wives?

If you don't have ten, then make up the numbers?

Lin Xiaosu shot her a glare. "So you came all this way specifically to tell me to keep striving?"

"Enough, I'm done joking... I came this time because I want to ask you something." Blue Demon's expression turned solemn, stepping out of the relaxed banter of moments ago in a single stride.

The ease vanished from Lin Xiaosu's face as well.

Because Blue Demon's answer itself represented a serious subject.

She had Dragon Eye.

Naturally, she also had a phone.

For casual matters, they communicated by phone.

For classified matters, they communicated through Dragon Eye.

In theory, there was nothing in the world that could not be settled over the phone. Yet she had deliberately abandoned a phone consultation and traveled a thousand miles to Phoenix City.

That could only mean one thing: what she wanted to discuss with him was extremely confidential.

So confidential that even Dragon Eye could not be trusted.

Blue Demon leaned slightly forward, and a thread