"As for which city, he hasn't investigated clearly yet. He has a city in mind, but suspects Qiu Tu of deliberately creating confusion."

Upon hearing the West God King's words, the East God King asked in a hoarse voice, "Is Tian Qi trustworthy?"

Hearing this, the West God King smiled and said, "You don't know Tian Qi. He's basically Zhao Ji's standard bootlicker."

"It's been hundreds of years, the kind of love he cannot obtain."

"During these hundreds of years, whether in appearance or in 'pseudo-Heavenly God level,' he's been imitating Zhao Ji."

"Accumulating all this, Zhao Ji has practically become an obsession in his heart."

"He deeply loves Zhao Ji, but… he doesn't want Zhao Ji to become better."

"Because his talent is too limited, he can only have Zhao Ji by making her fall from her pedestal."

Saying this, a sly smile appeared on the rugged face of the West God King as he said, "So… his worship and admiration for Zhao Ji are genuine. Even Zhao Ji can't see through it."

"However… he's the person in this world who most wants to destroy Zhao Ji."

Hearing the West God King's words, the East God King's bandaged face broke into a smile, "I see…"

"Now that's interesting…"

...

Meanwhile.

In Eastern City, in a cozy little villa near Qiu Tu.

Qing Lan and Candle Dance were lounging on the sofa, watching TV while chatting idly.

Qing Lan gnawed on her fingers and gossiped about Qiu Tu behind his back, "Candle Dance, do you think Qiu Tu has some cheats?"

"Others upgrading is like fighting for their lives, but he upgrades like drinking water."

"Two or three months ago, he'd just entered the Seventh Rank. Not long ago, he advanced to the Eighth Rank, and now he's in the later phase of the Eighth Rank and ranked fourth in the 'Heavenly God Trial.'

Saying this, Qing Lan pointed at Candle Dance and then at herself, "What are our rankings?"

"After all the hard work, we're still ranked outside the top 30, there's no comparison."

After hearing Qing Lan's words, Candle Dance lounge comfortably without taking her eyes off the TV, lazily waved her hand and said, "Why are you comparing with the new father?"

"I saw it long ago, he's a Child of Fate."

"But you… haven't given up yet."

She lazily glanced at Qing Lan and said, "I remember someone told me… work more, get more; employees work more, bosses get more."

"What? Have a different thought now?"

"Want to work harder?"

Hearing Candle Dance's words, Qing Lan lay on her back, kicked her two little legs with a look of hopelessness and said, "Definitely not."

She continued, "When Qiu Tu was fooling me back then, he said if he gets multiple 'Heavenly God Positional Frames,' he'd prioritize giving me one."

"But at that time, he was only Seventh Rank, and I was the second strongest in the team."

"Now… his strength surpasses mine, plus he's ranked third based on his own efforts; also… this kind of 'Heavenly God Positional Frame' is likely directly bound to the winner, there's no way I'd get this 'Heavenly God Positional Frame.'

"Luckily, the basic reward from Qiu Tu isn't low, these few months with him have earned more than decades in the 'Fog Hidden Association.' Not a loss."

Saying this, Qing Lan spread her hands and said, "So, since the last time I saw Qiu Tu, I'd already given up trying."

"Right now, the only thing I need to do is protect myself!"

Saying this, Qing Lan furtively looked around like a little mouse and softly told Candle Dance, "Let me tell you, I suspect there's something wrong with Qiu Tu."

"He likely doesn't want to pay my salary, so he wants to turn me into his woman."

"I absolutely must protect myself, don't want to find myself somehow becoming a shareholder later. That would be a loss."

Hearing Qing Lan's words, Candle Dance couldn't help but chuckle. She was about to say something when Qing Lan's communicator rang.

"Ring ring ring—" The crisp sound interrupted the girls' conversation.

Qing Lan picked up the communicator and looked at it, her expression changed slightly, then she pointed at the communicator and mouthed to Candle Dance, "The big bad wolf is here."

After saying this, she answered the phone and suddenly put on a serious face, crisply saying, "Boss, any instructions!"

Completely different from her earlier complaints about Qiu Tu.

On the phone, Qiu Tu obviously hadn't noticed her change in mood and said, "Come to my villa, there's something I'd like to discuss."

After saying this, Qiu Tu hung up the phone.

At this moment, hearing the busy tone in the receiver, Qing Lan's phone-gripping face was full of despair.

She thought of one thing:

What a disaster. People say that good behavior in prison leads to reduced sentences, but good work behavior only leads to more overtime.

But no one said that good work behavior could lead you to the boss...

With this anxiousness, Qing Lan dawdled for more than an hour before heading to Qiu Tu's villa.

Upon arriving at Qiu Tu's villa, she knocked on the door, and soon a servant opened the door,

Following the servant into the villa, Qing Lan immediately saw Qiu Tu sitting on the sofa, smoking and looking at a document in his hand.

It must be said, Qiu Tu's looks were already quite attractive. Plus, now being in a high position, he could decide the fate of millions with a word or action, making his demeanor even more majestic and imposing.

The moment her eyes fell on Qiu Tu, Qing Lan blinked and quickly turned her gaze away.

Perhaps noticing Qing Lan's sidelong glance, Qiu Tu raised his eyes and gestured with his hand, "Take a seat."