"I can replace Qin Qimu to secretly communicate with that person, pretend to give him information, but in fact, explore his identity and obtain their intelligence."
Hearing this, Feng Tingliu was stunned. Suddenly, he stood up from his seat, his brows tightly knitted as he stared at the young man in front of him.
"No." His tone was stern and left no room for rebuttal.
Seeing his reaction, Qin Qizhao lowered his head, not daring to look into those fierce red eyes.
"But, this is indeed an excellent method. He doesn't know that I have different opinions from Qin Qimu, and I can get closer to him more easily." Qin Qizhao's tone was equally firm.
"Once this matter is exposed, do you know that you will be in danger?"
"Naturally, I know."
Feng Tingliu narrowed his eyes and sized up Qin Qizhao. How could he forget that the young wolf in front of him was someone who could take the initiative to raise a knife for everything.
He had to admit that the plan proposed by Qin Qizhao was indeed feasible.
Feng Tingliu had been struggling with the old faction of the Devil Cult for so many years, and had also been troubled by the Evil-Eliminating Society for so many years, but he had never been able to go deep into the enemy to obtain intelligence.
After all, if one wanted to contact the old faction of the Devil Cult, one needed to send a member of the Devil Cult with a devil mark on his body.
Therefore, most of Feng Tingliu's intelligence sources came from Feng Che.
However, Feng Che was extremely cunning. Although he provided a lot of intelligence and Feng Tingliu trusted him, he did not fully believe him.
Now that the enemy has taken the initiative to contact someone, he instead uses this point to let Qin Qizhao contact the enemy, which is indeed the best choice.
But...
"If the person you contact is from the Devil Cult, they are cruel and cunning. Even if they get information from you, they may turn against you at any time." Feng Tingliu walked to Qin Qizhao's side, patted him on the shoulder, "I know you are loyal, but this matter is not urgent to do."
Qin Qizhao straightened his back, his eyes still burning, not giving up, "Nothing venture, nothing gain. No matter how we fight against them, there will be dangers, so why can't it be me?"
Hearing this, Feng Tingliu actually laughed.
"But at least you need to know martial arts to protect yourself. This matter will be discussed later."
Qin Qizhao met those smiling eyes, was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips and said no more.
"Okay."
"Okay, you go back first. I will check the results of your martial arts practice in three days." Feng Tingliu patted his shoulder again, turned and sat back on the arhat bed.
"Yes." Qin Qizhao nodded in response, but seemed to want to say something else. He opened his mouth, but hesitated.
"What's the matter? What else do you want to say?" Feng Tingliu supported himself with one hand on the bedside, leaning casually and looking at him.
"DoesYuchi Feng really not need me to take action?" Qin Qizhao said with a stiff neck.
Feng Tingliu was amused by his stubbornness and couldn't help laughing, narrowing his eyes and asking him, "Why are you so persistent about this matter."
"I think he is not suitable to stay in Liudu City."
As soon as these words were spoken, the smile on Feng Tingliu's lips instantly froze, and his movements also straightened. But he quickly returned to his usual appearance, subconsciously reaching for the tobacco pipe, but found nothing.
The tobacco pipe was placed on the cabinet on the other side, but he had no intention of getting it at this time.
"City Lord?" Seeing his smile cool down, Qin Qizhao panicked in his heart, realizing that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly knelt down on one knee, "It's my fault for talking too much."
Feng Tingliu waved his hand, supported his forehead and sighed: "It doesn't matter. You're right. But there are too many things you don't know."
"Yes." Qin Qizhao lowered his head.
"You go back first. And tell Yuchi Feng that I want to be alone for a while."
Qin Qizhao obeyed and left the room. He gently closed the door and turned around, only to find that Yuchi Feng was still standing in the courtyard, not having moved a step.
Qin Qizhao ignored him and walked straight forward. It was not until he was about to pass by him that he said:
"The City Lord wants to be alone for a while and asks you not to disturb him."
he turned and left the courtyard without looking back.
Yuchi Feng couldn't understand where he had offended him, but this was not important. The most difficult thing at the moment was how to soothe Feng Tingliu's emotions.
Inside the room, Feng Tingliu was also silent. His forehead throbbed in pain, not knowing whether it was because of the Gu worm or because of too much thinking.
How could he not know that Yuchi Feng was not suitable for Liudu City.
That was the North Dragon Hall Master of the Evil-Eliminating Society, the greatest hero in the entire martial arts world, but now he was forcibly kept in Liudu City.
How could he not know...
But when he thought that Yuchi Feng would eventually leave this place and go against him, his head hurt even more.
The indescribable emotions in his heart pulled him towards the abyss.
That was the feeling he had already developed for Yu Chi Feng. Even though he knew that the two of them were not on the same path, he still couldn't help but fall in love with Yu Chi Feng.
"Uh...!"
Suddenly, Feng Tingliu covered his head with both hands and lowered his head in pain.
Perhaps he thought too much, and the Gu worm took the opportunity to cause trouble. The unbearable pain came mercilessly.
But now, when he was dizzy with pain, the first thought was to find Yuchi Feng, to find the embrace he could rely on.
But Feng Tingliu subconsciously did not want to accept his own weakness, nor did he want to admit that he was afraid of losing Yuchi Feng.
Even though his head was splitting with pain, he gritted his teeth and did not let out a slightest sound.
For more than ten years, he had survived like this. Whether it was for revenge or a headache, how could he be afraid of losing...
"Smoke..."
Feng Tingliu endured the pain and staggered to his feet, trying to get the pipe. His steps were unsteady, and the scene in front of him gradually became blurred due to the pain.
He trembled as he picked up the pipe and wanted to light it with the candle flame beside it. But such an action was too difficult for him. Before the flame could burn into the pipe, the trembling pipe knocked over the candlestick.
The candlestick fell, making a tinkling sound. The burning fire immediately ignited the carpet, and the flames spread.
But Feng Tingliu couldn't see clearly. He eagerly rushed towards the flames.
"Master!"
Yuchi Feng burst into the room and saw Feng Tingliu staggering and falling into the flames. He hurriedly stepped forward to embrace Feng Tingliu and bring him to a safe place, then turned to try to put out the flames on the ground.
But when he turned around, he was grabbed by the fabric of hisHem by Feng Tingliu.
"Don't go..."
Feng Tingliu almost tore that piece of fabric.
His hand was covered with bulging veins due to the pain, and he trembled. His long hair spread out, and in the flames, he looked rather in a mess.
Yuchi Feng widened his eyes. He had never seen Feng Tingliu like this, and it was even more difficult to imagine that Feng Tingliu was dependent on him.
If he could, he also wanted to hold Feng Tingliu and not let go, but seeing the flames spreading, he could only lean down and gently coax the person.
"I'll be back soon. Wait for me."
But Feng Tingliu couldn't listen to his words at this moment. He still stubbornly held onto his robe and curled up his body due to the headache.
Yuchi Feng was eager to put out the fire, so he had to take off his coat, stuff it into Feng Tingliu's arms, and gently kiss his forehead.
"Master, wait for me."
Yuchi Feng turned and rushed away. Fortunately, there was water left in the copper basin nearby for washing hands. He picked up the basin and splashed the water to put out the flames.
The expensive carpet was burned black in a patch, and the mahogany cabinet next to it was also mostly charred. Fortunately, Yuchi Feng discovered it in time and no greater damage was caused.
The important thing was that no one was hurt.
Yuchi Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead and quickly turned back to check on Feng Tingliu's condition.
Feng Tingliu was lying on the ground curled up in a ball, holding his coat in his arms. His forehead was covered with sweat due to the pain, his brows were tightly knitted, and he tightly clutched the fabric in his hand.
The originally strong fabric was almost torn apart by him.
"Master!" Yuchi Feng put one hand on his shoulder, held him in his arms, and let him lean against his chest. With the other hand, he stroked the top of his head and gently massaged it.
"Yuchi Feng..." Feng Tingliu murmured in a trembling voice.
Yuchi Feng had never seen Feng Tingliu react like this when he had a headache, and for a moment, he was at a loss.
It was more like being haunted by a nightmare than the pain caused by the Gu...
Yuchi Feng supported the back of Feng Tingliu's head and pressed his head into his neck.
"If it hurts, bite me." While saying this, Yuchi Feng stroked the top of Feng Tingliu's head to soothe him.
Between the haze, Feng Tingliu opened his mouth and bit on the side of Yuchi Feng's neck. But he didn't use much strength. He just bit that piece of flesh, leaving a light tooth mark.
Just when Yuchi Feng was stunned by the itchy feeling on his neck, Feng Tingliu actually raised his hand to wrap around his neck and clung closer.
"Master?"
"Hold me..."
As soon as these words were spoken, the fire that had just been extinguished seemed to ignite again, burning the air in the room.
Yuchi Feng looked at the person in his arms. In an instant, his mind was also burned empty by that fire.
What differences in concepts, what different paths.
At this moment, he just wanted to have the person in front of him.
The timely kiss shifted Feng Tingliu's attention, and the bone-deep pain seemed to melt between the lips and teeth.
Feng Tingliu was even more eager to cover the pain with other sensations, so he clung even closer to Yuchi Feng.
Yuchi Feng became his last piece of driftwood. He tightly clung to this driftwood, tossed and turned with the waves.
Feng Tingliu showed his most embarrassed side in front of Yuchi Feng, but at this time, he no longer cared.
He attributed all the reasons to the Gu worm in his brain. If it weren't for that Gu worm, how could he want to rely on others, and how could he want to demand from him.
The candlelight in the room flickered, and the shadows were disoriented.
A group of servants who smelled the burnt smell stood in the courtyard. They looked at each other, their ears red with embarrassment, not knowing what to do.
Qin Qizhao didn't understand why they hesitated and didn't know what happened in the room. He rushed forward straight.
"Hey! What are you doing, kid!"
The person next to him grabbed his collar and stopped him.
"That Yuchi Feng must have bad intentions! I'm going to help the City Lord!" Qin Qizhao was so anxious that he gritted his teeth, but couldn't move an inch.
"Silly boy! You don't understand! They call that making up after a fight!"
"What?"
Qin Qizhao looked blank, bearing an enormous amount of information that he shouldn't have to bear at his age.