Perhaps detecting something unusual about Qiu Tu, Zhao Ji glanced at him with a cool demeanor and then asked puzzledly, "What happened?"
Qiu Tu softly voiced his assessment, "Actually... just after you finished recounting all the recent events, I sensed something amiss. But I didn't think much of it."
"However, it was the few words spoken by the 'Princess Xingyue' after being captured that led me to an unpleasant conjecture."
Zhao Ji, knowing that Qiu Tu never shoots without a target, listened to him intently as she continued to fly and also cast an eye towards him, her iceberg-like face betraying no emotion while clearly pressing for an answer.
Seeing this, Qiu Tu slowly began to explain, "Sister Zhao Ji, don't you find the 'Princess Xingyue' insanely illogical?"
"Although she came to the 'Chaotic Western Capital' with a mission, she is after all the daughter of a High Order Divine King; she shouldn't be at risk of having to commit suicide for failing a mission, right?"
