Seeing Cheng Shi’s serious and solemn expression, Ji Yue raised her eyebrows and said, “Prisoner…just watch.”

"You are a smart man, Cheng Shi. You know that this kind of oath is not binding at all."

"No, it's binding."

As he spoke, Cheng Shi took out a piece of paper from his personal space...

Golden mask.

“Obviously, this is a gift from Him.

The two of you swear an oath to this mask. If you break your oath, then in the years to come, you will no longer be able to distinguish a lie, nor will you be able to trust the truth. "

Ji Yue's eyes narrowed with surprise and doubt.

"Is this a gift from Him? Impossible, I have never heard of a mask with such an effect.

Cheng Shi, you should know that I am a scholar of the void mass-energy department, and my understanding of the void..."

Cheng Shi snorted and interrupted her

“He is not empty.

The void is just His toy."

"......"

Can't refute it.

Not only the void, but even the entire reality is His toy.

"I need to take a look..."

"No!" Cheng Shi interrupted Ji Yue's request again. He protected the mask in his hand with a strong attitude that one must obey if one wants to know the big news.

Ji Yue's eyes sank, and her gaze swept across Fang Shiqing and others, especially lingering on Cui Qiushi's face for a long time.

She had noticed before that this Knight of Order was the most honest one and he almost never lied.

But this time, she really didn't see any clues on his face.

Cui Qiushi also noticed Ji Yue's eyes, but he felt very calm inside.

I don’t even know whether it’s true or not, and I don’t know what Cheng Shi is going to do next. What use do you think I am?

It was with this kind of "confidence" in self-knowledge that Cui Qiushi survived Ji Yue's scrutiny.

Fang Shiqing always smiled and was unusually calm, but in her heart she was wondering whether the mask in Cheng Shi's hand was real.

If so, he most likely intends to confess the existence of the Firebringer.

But what should she do after being exposed? Can she rely on a mask of oath to ensure the safety of the Fire Bearer? These are the questions she needs to think about.

If not... then Fang Shiqing would only have to worry about whether he would lead the situation to an uncontrollable collapse again.

At least the collapse of the situation is much easier to accept than the collapse of the Firebringer organization.

Bailing is different. She has nothing in her mind now. She is only thinking about how to become Cheng Shi’s “real one-day girlfriend”.

The taste of [filth and depravity] became stronger in the process of shaping Cheng Shi’s mysterious image.

Cheng Shi thought Ji Yue would hesitate, but he was wrong.

After taking in everyone's looks, the learned scholar swore an oath to the mask without hesitation.

"With this frank heart, I will show the truth, and with this trust, I will give over to deception.

I, Ji Yue, a scholar of the void mass-energy department, hereby swear an oath.

If what I heard today were to be leaked, I would never see the truth again, nor would I be able to see through lies again in my life."

Cheng Shi was quite impressed by the speed of his speech.

As expected of scholars of Truth, their confidence and determination are exactly the same as those of Stupidity.

Watching Ji Yue complete her oath, Cheng Shi's gaze slowly turned to the prisoner.

"......"

"Brother, take it easy. You probably have no choice."

The prisoner held the shackles tightly and lowered his head for a long time, finally succumbing to the burning gazes of the crowd and throwing away the chains in his hands.

With a "crash", the chain fell to the ground.

He compromised.

The thin player moved his jaw with his hand, and then squeezed out a hoarse sound from his throat that had not made a sound for a long time.

"statement......

prisoner......

1842......

I...have had enough...of the beating of loneliness...

So I... pray... to find...

A partner who can walk side by side with you. "

Cheng Shi raised his eyebrows and looked at Fang Shiqing.

The moment the prisoner opened his mouth, she looked into the statement's eyes with a smile.

I heard it clearly.

What this prisoner composes in his heart is a song of hope and a song of order.

...