Xie Jiuxiao was astonished by Chu Ge's attitude.
He had thought his death was certain, yet this Heavenly Dao really seemed not to care about his rebellion and provocations, or even his ambition to take its place?
All he cared about was "why" and "how."
After some thought, he slowly said, "What if... I don't tell you?"
Chu Ge asked in surprise, "Why? Things have already come to this..."
"If I tell you, and you patch the flaw, no one in this world will ever break free again." Xie Jiuxiao said evenly, "Even Qiu Wuji and Yan Qianlie have become dogs at your feet. This world is hopeless. At the very least, I must leave a sliver of hope for those who come after me."
Bang! Bang!
Two slaps on the table rang out at once. "Who are you calling a dog!"
Chu Ge waved a hand. "Sit down first. We're discussing serious business."
Yan Qianlie fell silent.
Qiu Wuji glared at Chu Ge, but her face flushed a little, and she fell silent too.
There were different kinds of dogs, and different degrees of humiliation. Damn you, Chu Ge. I'll deal with you later.
Xie Jiuxiao remained expressionless. "There you have it. This is not the Qiu Wuji I know, nor the Yan Qianlie I know. This world is hopeless."
All three: "..."
Chu Ge sighed. "Old Xie, why do this? Even if you don't tell us, we can search your soul and learn everything anyway. Frankly, I even have ways to make you tell me everything like an actual dog, but I don't want to do that. That's respect."
Xie Jiuxiao's eyes shifted slightly, his astonishment growing. "You respect me? I'm merely a living being you created. My life and death rest on a single thought of yours."