Soul Searching?
Shang Jiuxiao thought, aren't you just flat-out treating me like some idiot to fool?
Once that kind of Soul Searching Evil Technique is performed, even if someone survives they're a drooling fool—how the hell would they be able to refute so smoothly?
It's definitely you, you old bastard, who sold me out!
But things had come to this point; figuring out a way to escape and stay alive was still more important.
He couldn't be bothered to tangle over it anymore and panted as he asked, "You're more familiar with this place than I am, hurry up and think of a way to get us out."
Qian Xiaoyu thought, familiar my ass!
Tiny little Carefree City—what part of it deserves to have the dignified Chief Steward of the City Decree Office lower himself to personally come here? I've never even been.
It's just that the Commerce Association spreads across every city under the Demon Realm Alliance's jurisdiction, so you could say they all have something to do with me, that's all.
