I felt that it was worth it for her tormenting herself for a whole month.

"This was Xiao Ai's idea on her own initiative. I never agreed to this plan. It's not only a waste of money and resources, but it's also meaningless."

Ye Qinghan merely glanced at it with her beautiful eyes.

"Master, what do you think are Qinghan's chances of winning if he were to fight Lady Gu Ai?"

"Heh, there's no chance of winning."

Ye Qinghan brushed Su Cheng's hand away, then, like a kitten, snuggled into Su Cheng's arms, rolled over, and exposed her defenseless belly.

For animals, exposing their belly often signifies trust or submission, something even Shi Yao knows!

"Qinghan believes that as long as Qinghan draws his sword, even if the chances of victory are negligible, they are by no means hopeless. What if Lord Gu Ai suddenly falls ill and is unable to fight back? Or what if a bolt of lightning strikes Lord Gu Ai, leaving him with only a breath of life..."

That document was the so-called God-Making Plan. Xiao Ai firmly believed that, just like a sword deflecting snow, the power of mortals could also shake the gods.

The so-called Iron Pot Project, to put it simply, is about developing new anti-god weapons, upgrading and replacing existing divine weapons, and so on.

"Besides, didn't Master not stop Lady Gu Ai? It seems Master didn't deny this path either, did he?"

This was the fourth time Su Cheng had pulled Ye Qinghan's hand out of his clothes...

"Qinghan, I thought you would be angry with me."

Even if Ye Qinghan loses his temper, it's within Su Cheng's expectations.

Having been so deceived and tormented for a whole month, Su Cheng hoped that Ye Qinghan could vent his frustrations.

"To be honest, Qinghan was indeed a little angry, but when he saw Shizun, he couldn't stay angry anymore."

"Why?"

"Because Qinghan discovered it, Qinghan is indeed just as Lady Gu Ai said..." Ye Qinghan just smiled. It was indeed as Xiao Ai said; she was a shameless woman, unable to move when she saw her master.