Seeing that the other party still had the mind to chat with the woman beside him at this time, the envoy couldn't help but snort coldly.

You won't be laughing in a moment.

He put away the butterfly knife, smiled at Lin Mo, and said, "I'll give you a chance to live. Put that thing on the table, then put your hands behind your head and squat down."

Lin Mo remained silent, the hidden power of destiny permeating the surroundings.

He carefully calculated the time and exchanged a glance with Susan.

"Is this thing so important to you? Is it worth an apostle who has been lying low for so long exposing his identity?"

Lin Mo remained calm under pressure and joked.

"Stop talking nonsense and do as I say."

"The secret envoy said in a low voice."

"Tsk tsk, why be so fierce? You know what? Anger is a cover for the fear in your heart."

Lin Mo smiled, but still couldn't resist spouting a couple of trashy remarks to mess with the other person's mentality.

Then, he unfurled the entire parchment scroll, the size of a human face, and slowly placed it on the table.

Meanwhile, the female waitress, cradling the unconscious head chef of Mingtang, huddled to the side, trembling as she watched the two sides locked in a battle of wits.

Susan couldn't help but look at the unfolded parchment scroll, and the messy, ancient characters on it immediately attracted her attention!

How... how could this be? How could our ancient Ling tribe's language appear here?

Although the characters were arranged with a secret technique that made them look messy and enchanting, even so, Susan could recognize them at a glance as the characters of her own Ancient Spirit Clan!

In an instant, memories of the chaos of war were awakened, causing Susan's mind to go blank for a moment.

"Well……"

Susan couldn't help but cover half of her face with her hand, her expression showing some pain. The hamster on her back watched her nervously and wiped the sweat from Susan's head with its arm.

"Are you... alright?" Qingque couldn't help but ask with concern.

"It's okay." Susan took a deep breath and calmed down.

The envoy of the Medicine King's secret teachings glanced at her, then turned his gaze back to the parchment scroll.

Then he reached out, and a rich and abundant power emanated from his sleeve, slowly lifting the parchment scroll.

Lin Mo frowned slightly, and the blue light at his fingertips brightened a little.

Susan glanced at Qingque, and at the same time, a flash of inspiration disappeared from her eyes.

The Ancient Spirits had extremely long lifespans and possessed special abilities, but this also made them infamous in the vast galaxy. However, they had been extinct for a full century, so even if their identities were exposed, it shouldn't be a big deal.

Besides... there are no outsiders here right now.

As Susan thought about it, the hamster on her head seemed to know what she was thinking, and smiled very human-like. Then it stood up, put its hands on its hips, and looked like it was going to defy the heavens.

At that moment, the envoy's attention was entirely focused on the parchment scroll, and he did not notice Susan's unusual behavior.

But the butterfly knife in his hand remained in a dangerous position, as if it would fly up and slit someone's throat at any moment.

Qingque finally noticed the tense atmosphere around her and unconsciously pulled out a jade token from her sleeve.

Looking at the parchment scroll that was about to be in his hands, the envoy was not proud at all; on the contrary, his face turned even worse!

The fact that this parchment scroll appeared in the hands of this low-level diviner already foreshadowed the failure of the Bureau of Works' operation!

Damn it!

I'm afraid Cheng Ling and Chi Xue are also in grave danger!

This will be a heavy blow to the secret forces of the Medicine King who are lurking in the Immortal Ship!

With a sharp crack, a bolt of purple lightning severed the link between the messenger and the Power of Abundance, and stirred up a gust of wind, causing the parchment scroll to hang on the chandelier!

Seeing this, everyone looked towards the spot where the purple lightning had been fired!

Li Ling, exhausted, leaned against the wall with difficulty.

"We can't hand it over..."

His face was deathly pale, devoid of any color, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his voice was hoarse; he had clearly been poisoned by the Medicine King's secret recipe.

Li Ling clutched his abdomen with one hand, his anger and guilt mingling together.

He was furious at the audacity of the secret medicine master who dared to commit such atrocities inside the Starship Sea, a celestial vessel.

He felt guilty about his incompetence. He had promised Director Chen that he would protect the parchment, but his momentary mistake had put Lin Mo and the others in danger.

Li Ling didn't even know when he had been tampered with.

What a dereliction of duty!

"Hmph, I was really thinking of you. Looks like the dosage wasn't high enough."

The envoy fiddled with the butterfly knife, giving him a disapproving look.

"But why did you come here to suffer instead of staying put after waking up!"

After saying that, the envoy kicked the back door and used the force to turn around and throw out the butterfly knife that was ready to be fired!

Whoosh!

The flying butterfly knife stirred up a gust of wind, spinning as it hurtled toward Li Ling's death!

At the same time, Li Ling's pupils contracted sharply!

The chilling killing intent soaked his back with cold sweat!

He wanted to activate the power of destiny, which could be the effect of the medicine, but it seemed to contain a suppressive ability!

A sense of powerlessness overwhelmed Li Ling, and he was utterly desperate.

I realized how utterly worthless I was.

My own arrogance, which I've always maintained, is now so laughable.

Just then, a glint flashed in Lin Mo's eyes, and the power of destiny that had been arranged beforehand suddenly appeared!

The three pale blue strands of destiny power formed three enormous walls, tightly surrounding the envoy!

At the same time, the remaining power of destiny gathered into a thick fog, binding the butterfly knife that was hovering in front of Li Ling!

Seeing Lin Mo make a move, Qing Que also flung the jade token out of her hand.

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