Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Lin Qiye's serious answer was like a feather, accurately tickling the handsome young man's smile.

Her previous dissatisfaction with being "surveilled"

It vanished in an instant, replaced by a strong interest like discovering a new toy.

She laughed so hard that tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. It took her a while to catch her breath.

He pointed at Lin Qiye with his finger and said breathlessly, "You...you are really...very interesting! Good, very good!"

"Calculating load-bearing walls and planning escape routes—this job sounds much more promising than being a stagnant guard."

Lin Qiye still maintained his calm demeanor, as if the shocking words he had just spoken did not come from him.

He just stood there quietly, like a sheathed ancient sword, with a restrained edge but exuding a calm aura.

"I only do my job." He responded concisely.

The handsome young man had laughed enough and was in a good mood.

She stood up and stretched, her graceful figure outlining a moving curve under the light.

She walked to the unfinished chess game, picked up a black piece and played with it between her fingertips.

"Uncle Wu is really playing a big game." She said softly with a hint of meaning.

"The Zhenbei Palace is a den of dragons and tigers, and Cao Yuwei is a vindictive villain."

"This 'visit to the patient' is called a gift, but it's actually a warning to the enemy."

"Every step must be taken carefully and appropriately."

She turned her head and looked at Lin Qiye with her glittering eyes: "Tell me, how can I take this first step most beautifully?"

This was a question she almost asked to herself, and she didn't expect Lin Qiye to answer it.

In her opinion, this kind of political calculation was not his forte.

Unexpectedly, Lin Qiye actually spoke.

"The Art of War says: 'In every battle, use the normal to unite and the unusual to win.'"

His voice was steady, without any emotion.

"The city lord gave you snow ginseng, so that you can have a legitimate reason to be a disciple. This is 'righteousness'."

"And what you have to do is 'strange'."

The handsome young man raised his eyebrows, motioning him to continue.

"You just said you'd bring the best snacks in town, and be very polite."

Lin Qiye continued,

“This is the beginning of ‘strange’.”

"For ordinary people, one gift is enough."

"If you want to anger him, you have to make this 'gift' perfect, so that he can't refuse it and feels very uncomfortable."

"Oh?" The handsome young man's interest was completely piqued. "What's the ultimate method?"

"The Thousand Layer Pastry at Zuiyunxuan in the west of the city only sells a hundred portions a day."

"Lotus cakes from Baiweizhai in the south of the city must be ordered three days in advance."

"The sugar figurines from 'Li Ji' in the north of the city are said to be able to resemble the Qilin, the auspicious beast from the Zhenbei Palace."

"And the east side of the city..."

Lin Qiye listed seven or eight top-notch dim sum shops throughout the city and their signature specialties in one breath, as if he knew them all by heart.

He paused and concluded, "We can buy all of these snacks and make a 'hundred-flavor celebration gift'."

"Each one is priceless, each one is extremely difficult to collect, and each one represents your ultimate sincerity."

"Your Highness, you must not be angry when you receive this gift, because you are so polite;"

"I can't afford it, because this gift is too heavy and too ostentatious."

"He can only watch helplessly as these things representing your 'thought' fill his yard, clogging his heart."

The handsome young man was stunned.

She stared at Lin Qiye blankly, as if it was the first day she met him.

She originally thought he was just a wooden man with great martial arts skills.

I didn't expect that he knew everything about the city's customs and people.

What's more, no one expected that he could combine these things with the art of psychological warfare so seamlessly.

How could this be a guard? This was clearly a top-tier staff member!

"You..." She opened her mouth and it took her a while to find her voice.

"Are you sure you're just a guard?"

There was finally a slight ripple on Lin Qiye's face, as if he was thinking about how to answer this question.

In the end, he chose the safest answer: "My duty is to ensure your safety."

"And assist you in completing the tasks assigned by the city lord."

This answer is equivalent to saying nothing, but also saying everything.

The little playful thought in the handsome young man's mind was completely extinguished.

She realized that Uncle Wu sent Lin Qiye to follow her, and that the reason he wanted to "keep an eye on her" was probably fake.

"Be her knife" is the real thing.

A sharp knife that is silent at ordinary times but can deliver a fatal blow at critical moments.

"it is good!"

The handsome young man pressed the chess piece in his hand onto the chessboard with a "snap".

He cut off a large dragon of Baizi, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Just do as you say! We won't do anything else for the next three days."

"I'll go around the whole city and prepare a 'visit gift' for Cao Yuwei that he'll never forget!"

She turned around and walked out of the hall, her steps brisk and impatient.

When she reached the door, she stopped again and turned back to give Lin Qiye a sly smile.

"Hey, Mr. Overseer."

Lin Qiye looked up at her.

"Come to my house tomorrow morning."

"Accompany me to go shopping... No, go buy some snacks."

She deliberately emphasized the word "purchase", and her tone was full of laughter that could not be hidden.

"This is the first step of your plan. Don't be late."

The night wind blew through the courtyard, ruffling the strands of hair on her forehead.

In the moonlight, her smile was bright and bold.

Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, then bowed slightly. His voice was clearly audible in the quiet night:

"Yes, son."