Chapter 79 Watch Your Attitude
A knife stabbed into Chi Changyuan's shoulder.
Chi Changyuan groaned in pain, and Han Zhi quickly pulled out the dagger.
"Your Majesty, please be mindful of your attitude when speaking."
He raised his dagger: "Otherwise, he will be the one who suffers."
Mu Qingyang's pupils shrank, but she didn't dare take another step forward. She looked at the blood gushing from Chi Changyuan's shoulder, her voice trembling, yet she still managed to maintain her fierceness: "Han Zhi! Have you forgotten that he took a knife for you?"
"I haven't forgotten how he whipped me till my skin was torn and bruised, have I?"
Han Zhi's voice was as cold as ice. With just one sentence, he broke through the past entanglements and made the air in the dungeon freeze instantly.
For the first time, he tore open the bloody wound himself, saying word by word: "One cut and one cut, this cut is to repay the one he cut me, but..."
A long whip suddenly appeared in his hand, which was exactly what he wanted to know.
"Your Majesty, do you wish me to make him pay it back in front of you?"
He promised Chi Changyuan not to hurt Mu Qingyang.
He was very touched by Chi Changyuan's filial piety, but since he couldn't hurt Mu Qingyang, he had no choice but to hurt Chi Changyuan.
"Don't!"
Mu Qingyang gritted his teeth: "What on earth are you going to do?"
Han Zhi didn't retract the question in his palm, but stared at her coldly: "Wouldn't it have been easier if you had done this earlier?"
He raised his eyes to look at Chi Changyuan, his tone was cold, "Be patient, if she dares to tell a lie, the whip will still fall."
Mu Qingyang: “…”
Han Zhi asked: "Who gave you the formation?"
Be straightforward and ask such an important question right at the beginning.
Mu Qingyang's heart sank as she watched her son forbearing. She took a deep breath and spoke slowly, "I don't know who 'He' is either."
“Bang!”
A whip swept across Chi Changyuan's back.
Wenxin swept his spiritual power across Chi Changyuan's back, instantly creating a bloody scar. The fabric tore, and drops of blood oozed out. He groaned, his body stumbling forward uncontrollably. The wound on his shoulder was also strained by the movement, causing him to black out in pain.
Does it really hurt so much?
Chi Changyuan felt even more guilty. Back then, Han Zhi had also felt this pain...
"What are you doing!" Mu Qingyang's voice trembled: "I didn't lie to you!"
"I believe it."
Han Zhi nodded: "But I am not satisfied with your ignorance."
Mu Qingyang looked at the bloodstains on Chi Changyuan's back and the blood oozing from his shoulders. He felt a mixture of heartache and anger, but was speechless because of Han Zhi's arrogance.
"I really don't know. Every time he came, he was dressed in black, and his voice was indistinguishable from a man's or a woman's. He also gave me the jade pendant... He said it contained the power of the Moon God, but using it too much would cause the body to break down and shorten my lifespan..."
Han Zhi nodded, retracted his whip, and asked again: "Why did you choose to return the power to the Golden God?"
"You already know about the formation, can't you guess it?" Mu Qingyang sneered: "That person deceived me. The formation is not complete at all, just like the incomplete power of the Moon God. I..."
She stretched out her hand, her fingers, once as white as jade, beneath her black robe, showing signs of bone. "The power I gained through the formation is causing my flesh to decay. I can only drain the power from my body."
"One last question."
Han Zhi thought about it and said, "Did you take my ghost spirit away?"
Mu Qingyang was obviously stunned.
Her reaction did not seem fake. If she had done that, facing Han Zhi's questioning, there should be panic or pride in her eyes, not pure confusion.
But then, she suddenly laughed: "Your spirit? Ha, so you don't have a You Your spirit!"
She looked at Chi Changyuan with dismay: "Idiot! He is now an emotionless monster. No matter how good you are to him, he won't be moved!"
Chi Changyuan said: "Mother, I knew it a long time ago."
When these words came out, not only Mu Qingyang, but even Han Zhi was shocked.
Chi Changyuan lowered his eyes and said, "From the moment you woke up again, I felt that you had changed."
But so what? Han Zhi is still Han Zhi.
He didn't care about Han Zhi's personality, he only cared whether Han Zhi was happy and whether he could get what he wanted.
Ever since he knew that losing a phantom would make people feel unhappy, he has been trying to find a way to reshape the phantom.
Chi Changyuan's words were like a stone thrown into a quiet dungeon, leaving Mu Qingyang and Han Zhi stunned for a moment.
Mu Qingyang looked at his son's gentle face as he lowered his eyes. He felt angry and anxious, and his voice trembled: "You know? You know he has no feelings for you, and yet you are still so open-hearted to him? Are you crazy?"
She was anxious: "You will never get any reward for doing this in your lifetime!"
"I'm not crazy." Chi Changyuan raised his head and his eyes fell on Han Zhi. There was no fear in his eyes, only a clear determination. "If he suffers, I will feel his pain. If he loses his ghost spirit, I will help him find a way to reshape it. As long as he is still himself, that's all that matters."
Han Zhi stood aside, his fingertips moving slightly.
When he heard these words, a strange feeling flashed through his heart, but it was so fast that he couldn't catch it.
He grabbed the jade pendant he had snatched from Shengyue with his fingers. The cold ring collided with the jade pendant, which made him feel a little relieved.
Han Zhi looked at him, his eyes still cold, but less sharp than before: "No need, I don't need it."
With Shengyue's jade pendant, at least he can guarantee that he will not become an emotionless war machine within two or three years.
That's enough.
Han Zhi said to Mu Qingyang: "Now that we have finished asking questions, let's talk about business."
She subconsciously straightened her back, her festering fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her black robe. She said in a deep voice, "What do you want to talk about? Holding me hostage and forcing Mu Sheng to withdraw his troops?"
She sneered: "Then you're probably not able to do it. Jin Liuli may not save me."
"It seems like you have reached some new agreement?" Han Zhi said, "It's hard to believe she's still willing to trust you."
Mu Qingyang turned his head away. This was nothing. Fen Jin had hurt Leng Baibai like that back then, but Leng Baibai was still willing to believe him now.
"But don't worry."
Han Zhi looked at Mu Qingyang and said in a cold and hard tone: "I don't intend to detain you. I want you to go back and continue to lead the gods in battle."
?
Mu Qingyang thought he had heard a joke: "Are you crazy?"
She said, "Because of this war, so many people hate you and me. I don't care. Do you care too?"
She had also heard about Han Zhi's dictatorial rule in Jiutu, and her style was so decisive that it surprised her.
"Yeah, I don't care."
Han Zhi said: "Such sacrifices are inevitable."
He briefly told her about the Heavenly Law Judgment, and before Mu Qingyang could react, he said, "So, we can compare fairly. Bring out your ambition to conquer the world and see how the landscape of this continent will be rewritten in the end."
After hearing Han Zhi's words, Mu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, then burst into a short laugh, his laughter full of disbelief: "So, you have been using me all this time?"
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