Let them offer their loyalty!-Chapter 1614 - 671: Zhao Ji, Your Heart Is in Turmoil

After all, she was never a bloodthirsty person to begin with, and although Qiu Tu had been using her these past two years, he had also helped her quite a lot.

Not to mention anything else, just this time's "Heavenly God Trial"—without Qiu Tu, there's no way Zhao Ji would have progressed so smoothly.

Besides, people have feelings—Zhao Ji and Qiu Tu have known each other and interacted for some time now, and there's a bond between them.

Just because she felt uncomfortable, killing off Qiu Tu... that really wouldn't make any sense.

Thinking this, Zhao Ji couldn't help but hesitate a little.

Just then, Zhao Ji suddenly froze, because she sensed the change in Qiu Tu's emotions.

Qiu Tu turned from his previous composure, anticipation, even a hint of sleaziness... into anxiety, hesitation, conflict...

Zhao Ji involuntarily furrowed her brows slightly, then temporarily let go of the thought of killing Qiu Tu, and asked, "What's wrong? Is there a problem with my injury?"

Qiu Tu honestly hadn't expected Zhao Ji's senses to be so sharp, so he paused for a moment and then said, "No. It's not about the injury."

Zhao Ji replied coldly, "Then what is it?"

Qiu Tu hesitated, weighing how he should explain it to Zhao Ji.

After a moment, he decided it was best to just tell the truth. After all... after lying this far, he might as well see it through.

So he carefully said, "It's nothing, it's just... treating only your back isn't very thorough."

Qiu Tu had already tried to be as tactful as possible. But Zhao Ji wasn't stupid; with just a turn in her mind, she immediately understood what Qiu Tu was getting at...

All at once, the whole bedroom fell silent.

The originally dark environment became even more dead still because of the utter silence...

No doubt about it—Zhao Ji's oppressive presence was overwhelming. Paired with that quiet, Qiu Tu's heart started pounding wildly. He felt like he might really be digging his own grave...

He hesitated, frustrated, and then tried to change the subject, "Sister Zhaoji, I actually..."

"Okay."

Qiu Tu was only halfway through his sentence when Zhao Ji's clear response suddenly sounded in his ear.

Qiu Tu was stunned, almost unable to react. He opened his mouth and asked, "Okay what?"

After a moment, he finally understood. Still shocked, he "looked" towards Zhao Ji and said, "Sister Zhaoji, you're agreeing to let me treat your other body parts?"

Zhao Ji didn't answer Qiu Tu's question; instead, she was silent for a few seconds before speaking coolly, "Finish with the back first, then tell me."

To be honest, in that moment, Qiu Tu didn't even feel happy.

On the contrary, he actually felt a bit of regret.

He originally thought that—even if Zhao Ji killed him, she wouldn't agree to let him treat her other body parts. But... who would have thought Zhao Ji actually trusted him this much.

This just made his intentions seem more questionable.

But honestly, he really didn't plan to take such advantage of Zhao Ji.

After all, if this wasn't handled properly, it could easily damage the careful progress of their relationship. It could backfire.

Thinking this, Qiu Tu decisively resolved that, when he treated her later, he absolutely wouldn't touch anything he shouldn't. He'd treat her quickly.

Soon enough, with Qiu Tu's steady effort, Zhao Ji's injuries were mostly healed.

When he realized he genuinely couldn't treat Zhao Ji further from her back, Qiu Tu coughed softly, then said, "Sister Zhaoji, your back is done."

Upon hearing Qiu Tu, Zhao Ji replied coldly with an "Mm," then said, "Pull your hand back and wait for me." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Hearing Zhao Ji, Qiu Tu withdrew his hand.

In the darkness, Zhao Ji's movement as she turned was audible; after a moment, she spoke in a frosty tone, "Go ahead."

To be honest, right then, Qiu Tu's lips were really dry, and his palms were sweating.

He swallowed, licked his lips, then slowly reached out his hand.

In the dark, Qiu Tu's hand gently touched something.

He had the reflex to grab, but his strong willpower kept him from making any move.

He adjusted his position slightly, then closed his eyes, cleared his mind, and began to focus on treating Zhao Ji.

What he didn't see was that, in the darkness, Zhao Ji's deep blue eyes quietly watched him, as if able to penetrate the shadows.

And when she saw Qiu Tu quietly, properly, and obediently treating her in the darkness, the expressionless face of Zhao Ji showed a hint of surprise.

With a gentle gesture, a slender soft sword, silvery and serpent-like, slid silently through the darkness from behind Qiu Tu back into her wrist. Not a single sound throughout...

Meanwhile, Qiu Tu had no idea he'd just escaped death's door yet again. He was still carefully treating Zhao Ji.

It has to be said, "Order Space" really lives up to its name as a divine skill.

Even though Zhao Ji was suffering from the "God's backfire," her positional frame was still at the Eighth Rank, not yet a God, so "Order Space" could still affect her directly.

Thus, as Qiu Tu pressed against Zhao Ji, the healing Cataclysmic Power gradually treated her wounds.

Very quickly, almost all of Zhao Ji's injuries from "God's backfire" were healed.

But maybe because this position was just too ambiguous, the two of them remained completely silent—neither said a word.

Still, even so, the distance between them seemed to shrink a great deal.

And, as he treated her, Qiu Tu couldn't help but recall rule number eighty-one from this time's Emotional Handbook.