Are you really not afraid of being beheaded?"
"If your head falls off, there will only be a scar the size of a bowl." Qian Yeli's voice was very flat.
"Haha, well said! If your head falls off, it'll only leave a scar the size of a bowl. Then why don't you think about it? Sitting on that chair will only make you superior to others. Would you rather have that scar the size of a bowl than be a rich and noble prince?"
Qian Yeming was speechless in the face of his words. And he couldn't keep his inner thoughts and the goals he had been striving for from him.
With his understanding of Qian Yeming, he could tolerate his betrayal with a broad mind, but he absolutely could not tolerate him coveting his woman. Once he knew, he would definitely die without any hesitation.
Qian Yeming sighed: "I don't care what you think, I only ask you, do you regret it now?"
Qian Yeli was shocked and looked at Qian Yeming: "What if I regret it? Do you think you can let me go even if I regret it?"
"What if I really intend to let you go?"
Qian Yeli was shocked again and did not reply.
Because he suspected that he had heard it wrong.
Qian Yeming had spared his life and not killed him, which was already the greatest tolerance and hospitality towards him. Now that he suddenly said he would release him, he himself did not believe it.
"Why don't you answer? Do you want to stay here forever?"
"Are you...really planning to let me go?" Only after Qian Yeming asked the second question did he feel certain that Qian Yeming seemed to be really telling him about letting him go.
Even so, Qian Yeli's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief when he looked at Qian Yeming.
"I want to kill you and imprison you. It's too easy, so there's no need for me to lie to you." Seeing Qian Yeli's shock and confusion, Qian Yeming came up with more convincing words.
"But... why?" Although the other party had repeatedly mentioned letting him go, he still held a skeptical attitude. Because he never believed that such a thing would just fall from the sky.
"What do you want me to do for you?" Qian Yeli asked in a different way.
Qianye Mingruzi raised his lips in a teachable manner: "Hateful Divine Religion?"
These four words easily aroused all of Qian Yeli's hatred in an instant, and his heart, which had been as calm as calm water, immediately became turbulent.
hatred?
Can the deception and destruction of the Divine Religion be summed up in just one word, hatred?
However, after seeing Qian Yeming kill the two high priests, Light and Punishment, he felt that his revenge was mostly fulfilled. Although he had a sworn enemy with the Divine Cult in this life, it was a pity that he was imprisoned for eternity and would never have the chance to redeem himself.
Now, the four words "Qian Ye Ming" evoked his hatred and shame. At this moment, he madly wanted to go out and tear those charlatans of the Divine Cult into pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart!
"You want me to help you deal with the Divine Cult?" Qian Yeli's eyes were full of expectation.
"You are my younger brother. Although we are not born of the same mother, I know you very well. Among my brothers, you appear to be the most indifferent to worldly affairs, but in fact, your pride is no less than any of them."
After saying this, Qian Yeming chuckled helplessly, "The five of us are truly our father's good sons. Each of us has strong ambitions and pride.
So I can understand that when you have been working hard for many years and finally have your own power,
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