Qi Yan's request was understandable to him.

- You pinched her wrist until it turned red, why didn't you let her seduce you? It's not fair!

But to Xi Zhao, this request was very...

"Ridiculous."

These two simple words were like a death sentence for Qi Yan. He pursed his lips, and tears welled up in his eyes again.

"Even if you look at me like this, it's not okay." Xi Zhao denied all of Qi Yan's expectations without any room for negotiation.

Qi Yan shrank, lowered his head silently, and continued to shrug his shoulders and sob.

After sobbing for a while, Qi Yan suddenly seemed to remember something, sat up with a start, and glared at Xi Zhao.

"You almost distracted me and made me forget my original purpose!" Qi Yan threw Xi Zhao, who was caught off guard, onto the bed in a flash, and quickly drew out the dagger in his hand, pressing it against Xi Zhao's throat.

Xi Zhao's expression froze, and his eyebrows were filled with icy indifference.

"Hmph, do you know why I'm here?" Qi Yan smiled, his beautiful eyes moving: "I'm here..."

Xi Zhao looked at his eyebrows and suddenly remembered the several highly respected guardians he had seen in the Demon Cult... Although none of them looked like the man in front of him, in terms of handsomeness, it must be said that most of them were from the Demon Cult. And the only people who had a grudge against him were probably the Demon Cult.

"To threaten you, quickly clarify the rumors spread by your Wulin Alliance!"

Xi Zhao: "..."

Although he didn't want to admit it, Xi Zhao thought he was saying, "I'm here to take your life"...

"Rumors?" Xi Zhao's voice was high-pitched, and he looked at Qi Yan in confusion: "Where do the rumors come from and how do you clarify them?"

"You spread rumors that our leader sucks human blood!" Qi Yan tried his best to make a vicious expression, staring at Xi Zhao, and moved the dagger in his hand up two inches. As long as he moved slightly, Xi Zhao's artery would be cut.

Xi Zhao was calm and composed: "The Wulin Alliance has never made such remarks."

"Nonsense! It was clearly spread by the Wulin Alliance!" Qi Yan shouted: "They also said that our Demon Cult has committed many evil deeds. It was clearly you who were our enemies, but in the end you became the righteous and upright, and how come we became the demons?"

"..." Xi Zhao was speechless for a moment. He had never seen such a stupid Demon Cult.

"Tell me! Are you going to clarify?" Qi Yan stared: "If you don't clarify, I will take your life!"

Xi Zhao knew that in such a situation that was not beneficial to him, any resistance would be futile. Instead of fighting hard, it would be better to start with this seemingly stupid Demon Cult member.

His eyes flickered, and Xi Zhao's gaze fell on Qi Yan's wrist: "Does it still hurt?"

Qi Yan was stunned, and looked at his slightly red wrist: "It's better."

"Go to the cabinet to get the scar cream and apply it yourself." Xi Zhao pointed in a direction with his eyes, where there was a mahogany cabinet.

Qi Yan looked at him, and after a while he said: "You want to bribe me? This won't work. My brother treats me well. How can I do such an ungrateful thing?" Although he said so, the dagger in Qi Yan's hand dropped a little.

"Who are you from the Demon Cult?" Xi Zhao seemed to be chatting, and his voice was extremely cold.

"Humph, I am the guardian of the Demon Cult, Suzaku." Qi Yan's voice was full of pride and pride.

"I have seen Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Black Tortoise, and even the Demon Cult leader Xue Sha, but I have never heard of you." Xi Zhao's eyebrows moved slightly, and he looked at Qi Yan strangely. When he met his cunning and shining eyes, he was a little suspicious for a moment.

This man seemed to be as pure as a child, without the hostility of the Demon Cult, and his behavior was extremely childish...

"That's ignorant!" Qi Yan was a little angry: "I am a treasure protected by my brothers and sisters!"

Xi Zhao: "..." Then I am really ignorant... And are you sure they are not afraid that you will come out and embarrass yourself?

"Forget it. Today I, Xi Zhao, fell into your hands. It was naturally because I was not as skilled as you. I just accept my fate."

"Hehe, now you know how powerful I am!" Qi Yan glanced at Xi Zhao with pride, then under his gaze, he put away the dagger, climbed up from his body, and continued to blow on his slightly red wrist.

Xi Zhao: "..." This... is it over?

With the help of moonlight, Qi Yan flipped over the bed, came to the cabinet, searched inside, and finally found the so-called Yuhen ointment.

After applying it on his wrist, he felt a little comfortable with the coolness. Qi Yan put down his wrist happily, looked at Xi Zhao who was sitting up on the bed, and smiled proudly.

"Come on~ Seeing that you are so sensible, I won't do anything that is against the will of heaven. Since you have accepted your fate anyway, it is better to dispel the rumors as soon as possible. The next time we meet on the battlefield, we can fight in an upright manner, right?"

After saying that, Qi Yan turned around gracefully, the red veil on his sleeves fluttering. The sound of the door came to his ears, and then the room returned to peace.

Xi Zhao looked at the empty outer room, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

The system was under maintenance, and the favorability prompt sound was temporarily gone. Qi Yan, who had conquered so many worlds, was like a 'blind conqueror' at this moment. As for Xi Zhao's favorability, Qi Yan could only guess by 'observing his heart'.

After returning to the small inn where he was staying temporarily in the border town, Qi Yan asked the waiter to boil some hot water for him in the middle of the night. After taking a nice bath, he lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

In ancient times, the nights got dark early, and people went to bed early. There was no need to stay up late. People would fall asleep at eight or nine o'clock.

After a good night's sleep, Qi Yan opened his eyes in the morning light the next day and saw a man sitting on a wooden chair in the middle of the room.

He was startled and looked carefully to find that it was Qinglong, who never left the house.

"Qinglong?" Qi Yan murmured in confusion, then complained with a snort: "You scared me."

Qinglong drank tea without looking up: "I heard that you secretly broke into the Wulin League last night?"

Qi Yan rubbed his eyes and said softly: "Yes, I have captured that Xizhao kid."

Qinglong paused in drinking tea: "You killed him?"

"Oh, how could I do such a thing." Qi Yan, wearing a gauze lining, got off the bed, sat on the wooden chair next to Qinglong, picked up an empty teacup, and handed it to Qinglong: "But he has admitted defeat and promised to clarify the rumors!"

Qinglong picked up the teapot on the side and filled him with a cup of tea: "What rumors?"

"The Wulin League spread rumors that our leader sucked human blood and was extremely evil!" Qi Yan blinked innocently.

"You broke into the Wulin League at night for this?" "

... Isn't this what our leader ordered?"