"It's not shameful for a tyrannical ruler who killed his master to be your master, is it?"

Qin Ziling watched with a smile as the Blood Spider's expression changed.

A tyrant?! He... he's actually the legendary one!

In the dark world, this name shines as brightly as the sun hanging high in the sky, a figure that countless dark masters look up to.

The tyrant is actually from China?!

Blood Spider's pretty face was filled with surprise and doubt as she stared blankly at Qin Ziling: "Are you really a tyrant?"

Qin Ziling said calmly, "I don't need to prove anything to you."

Blood Spider gritted his teeth: "Impossible! How could someone like the Tyrant who killed his master appear in a small city in the Dragon Kingdom? Besides, your strength is nowhere near that of a Tyrant!"

Rumor has it that the killer is cold-blooded and ruthless, decisive in killing, and regards human life as worthless. If it were a tyrant, she wouldn't even be able to get close to him! How could she possibly be able to exchange a few blows with him?

Although she was an S-class expert, she knew that in front of those at the top of the pyramid, an S-class expert might not even be as good as an ant!

Qin Ziling raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, and then asked, "You must have heard of that war of the gods in the West, right?"

Upon hearing this, Blood Spider's delicate body trembled, and she looked at Qin Ziling with undisguised horror in her eyes: "You are really a tyrant?!"

At that moment, she finally began to believe it to some extent.

The so-called war of gods was actually a decisive battle between the tyrant who killed the ruler and the temple. The tyrant fought against the entire temple with his own strength, and in the end, both sides were severely injured. The temple was greatly weakened, while the tyrant who killed the ruler disappeared into the dark world.

Some say the tyrant died from his severe injuries, others say he went into seclusion to heal...

The young man before her was casually recounting the details of the war of gods to her.

"I was injured in the battle with the twelve main gods, and nearly 90% of my strength was sealed by them. That's why I didn't kill you instantly when we fought just now. You should be grateful for that," Qin Ziling said calmly.

Blood Spider took a deep breath. Her back was already soaked with sweat, and a cool breeze blew by.

She encountered a tyrant! She fought against the tyrant! And became his slave!

The tyrant is from the Dragon Kingdom!

At this moment, Blood Spider didn't know whether to be sad or happy.

If that's the case, it means the tyrant's current strength is less than one-tenth of what it used to be...

Qin Ziling knew what she was thinking, smiled, and didn't pay any attention.

It's just a mere seal; he can break it whenever he wants!

Everyone thought he was sealed away because he was no match for the temple, but only he knew the price he paid to seal the power within him.

However, the injury is a fact, and he is still in the recovery phase.

Thinking of this, Qin Ziling glanced at the Blood Spider indifferently: "Alright, that's the end of our chat. You are now my prisoner. You'd better put away some unrealistic ideas, otherwise, not only you, but the Demon Spider behind you will also disappear from the world."

A chill ran through Blood Spider's heart. She knew this man had the power to do this. Even if the Tyrant's power was sealed, the Tyrant was still the Tyrant.

Thinking about this, she could only accept her current fate. She didn't get the Philosopher's Stone, and instead, she lost it all.

She was also forced to protect the assassination target, which made her extremely frustrated.

Blood Spider glanced at Qin Ziling furtively, a hint of curiosity and admiration lurking in his eyes.

That was the emotion of worshipping the strong; this man standing on the altar was now standing right in front of him.

A gust of wind blew by, and Blood Spider shivered. Only then did she realize the state of her upper body. A blush immediately rose on her pretty face, and she gave Qin Ziling a charming look: "You tore my skirt, how am I supposed to get down?"

Qin Ziling's faint smile froze. He glanced at the Blood Spider's fair skin and ample bosom. Only after the battle did he realize that he had almost cruelly destroyed her.

"Find a way yourself? A qualified assassin is one who can calmly handle all kinds of situations."

Hmm, the lingering fragrance in his hand still seemed to be there. Qin Ziling subconsciously raised his hand and sniffed.

Seeing this, Blood Spider blushed even more, and couldn't help but recall the scene of that big hand playing tricks on her body. If an ordinary person treated her like that, she would definitely feel disgusted, but after knowing that the person in front of her was the Tyrant Killer, she didn't feel that sense of shame. Instead, she felt a little shy.

Qin Ziling noticed it too, and casually put his hand down, turning to leave. But after thinking for a moment, he sighed, took off his thin shirt, and threw it at Blood Spider: "Let's go."

Blood Spider's eyebrows curved slightly, and she obediently put on her clothes and followed behind Qin Ziling.

Being a tyrant's prisoner doesn't seem so bad.

The two exchanged contact information as they went downstairs. Although Blood Spider failed in his mission, at Qin Ziling's request, he stayed at the school as a teacher and secretly protected Chu Xinyue.

On their way downstairs, they encountered a few people who, upon seeing Blood Spider dressed in men's clothing with a strange blush on her face, immediately cast their gazes at Gu Yu. At the same time, they were struck by Blood Spider's beauty and, thinking of what the two adulterers had just experienced, felt extremely jealous.

Qin Ziling didn't think too much about it and went back to the classroom after saying goodbye to the Blood Spider.

"Did it take you this long to go to the toilet?" Li Kexin asked.

Qin Ziling had been gone from the classroom for twenty minutes.

Qin Ziling smiled and said, "My stomach wasn't feeling well, so I squatted for a while. What's wrong? Is Li classmate so concerned about me?"

Li Kexin was a little annoyed: "I'm just reminding you that skipping class is wrong."

This person is so annoying, always thinking dirty thoughts!

She shouldn't have talked to him!

Um?

Suddenly, Li Kexin frowned slightly: "You smell so strongly of perfume?"

Qin Ziling was embarrassed: "Is your nose like a dog's? Shouldn't you be smelling the toilet?"

Li Kexin's pretty face turned red with anger: "Qin! Zi! Ling! You...you say that again?!"

Qin Ziling waved his hand: "Oh, I ran into the teacher after I went to the restroom and we chatted for a bit. The smell must be on her."

"Hmph!" Li Kexin snorted lightly. She didn't know why she had talked so much today; it must be because she was in a bad mood.

Qin Ziling also noticed his deskmate's unusual behavior. Remembering the injury he had seen on her hand earlier, he thought for a moment and said, "If you really encounter any trouble that you can't solve, you can come to me. We're classmates, so I can help you out."

As he spoke, he tore off a piece of paper and wrote down his number: "This is my cell phone number. You can call me if you need anything."

Li Kexin's face stiffened, and she stared blankly at Qin Ziling: "Why? We're not that close."

Qin Ziling said nonchalantly, "We're all classmates, just consider it my willingness to help."

Li Kexin bit her lip, then whispered, "Thank you."

She took the note; although she wouldn't use it, the sentiment warmed her heart.