Chapter 1492

She could already guess this was Shangguan Ting's personal grudge, and she didn't want too many people to know.

So precisely for this reason, the one with the lowest status—herself—was the one who got to stay.

Shangguan Ting sneered coldly: "Zhao Chi, has your mouth gone mute again? Speak."

Zhao Chi was racking his brain for any possible way out.

But there really was no way.

He could only stall for now and see what Shangguan Ting wanted.

"Captain Shangguan, I have no intention of making an enemy of you, but this is ultimately a matter between the two of us, and it has nothing to do with Su Qin. You can let her go first, and the two of us can settle it alone."

Su Qin also wanted to speak at this moment.

But no matter how hard she strained, her body simply wouldn't move, and her mouth couldn't speak either.

It seemed Shangguan Ting hadn't given Su Qin permission to speak.

Shangguan Ting snorted: "Dream on. Let this woman go out and tip someone off? Let me tell you, not even Li Ruanyu can save you this time! Don't you love playing the rogue? Then I'll let you play it to your heart's content today! Wei Li, take out the dagger and castrate him for me!"

"What!?"

Zhao Chi and Wei Li both cried out in shock at the same time.

"Captain, you... you're not joking, right?" Wei Li confirmed again.

"What joke? Do I look like I'm joking? Not killing him is already merciful enough. Does he think that just because he's mastered this kind of shameless dirty skill, he can toy with women as he pleases? After I castrate him, let's see if he can still insult women! Hurry up and go!"

Although Wei Li had no grudge against Zhao Chi, the order came from her direct superior—and a superior who valued her greatly.

Under such circumstances, which mattered more and which mattered less was naturally self-evident.

Wei Li sighed inwardly and took out the dagger.

Su Qin was so anxious she was about to cry, but at this moment she was utterly powerless.

Zhao Chi was horrified to the core of his heart.

If it were an injury, Gu Qing could heal it in an instant.

But if it were a missing limb, it wouldn't work—a healing technique couldn't make the body grow back.

Unless the severed body part could be retrieved and an attempt made to reattach it.

But if something got cut off somewhere...

You fucking...

But Zhao Chi didn't dare provoke her now, so he could only keep his tone even, patiently explain, and offer compensation, his sincerity genuine.

Wei Li also didn't truly want to castrate Zhao Chi. Hearing Zhao Chi's words, she paused and looked toward Shangguan Ting as well.

Shangguan Ting merely sneered coldly.

"Compensation? Sure, use that thing of yours to compensate! Wei Li, hurry up, cut it off and toss it over. I want to personally stomp that filthy thing into mincemeat!"

She's a fucking lunatic.

Zhao Chi somewhat regretted not wearing iron armor. Although wearing anything now would be useless, iron armor would at least be harder to strip off.

But thinking about it now was pointless—Shangguan Ting was clearly immune to both soft and hard tactics.

This kind of woman was truly difficult to deal with.

Zhao Chi immediately checked his skills, but spiritual techniques simply couldn't be used.

Only Blissful Frenzy, a skill that didn't belong to spiritual techniques, was usable, but the energy shield on Shangguan Ting was still active, so it was still useless.

At this moment, an idea flashed through Zhao Chi's mind.

Try switching attributes.

Right now 6 points of Strength was too little—if it were 10 points of Strength, could he break free?

Although it would waste 4 points of racial improvement points, at a time like this, wasting them was wasting them!

After all, Wei Li had already truly picked up the dagger and was coming over.

In an instant, Zhao Chi switched his attributes.

10 points of Strength empowered his body.

Then he activated 1 point of Blissful Frenzy to empower himself.

Under the familiar sensation of repeated contractions, Zhao Chi's Strength reached an astonishing 11 points.

"Fuck your mother!"

Zhao Chi exerted his whole body, veins bulging on his forehead.

Sure enough, his body suddenly twitched!

But Shangguan Ting saw those pleasure rays that had once made her feel like she was dying and coming back to life appear again—and this time being absorbed by Zhao Chi himself—and grew even angrier.

"You shameless bastard, you can even use it on yourself? Wei Li, what are you dawdling for? Get over there now!"

As she spoke, the spiritual energy in her hand surged violently, and Zhao Chi was once again unable to move.

Wei Li sighed softly.

She came before Zhao Chi.

Linen clothes and linen pants were far more comfortable than armor, but they offered almost no protection.

And Wei Li's race was ghoul, which made her combat power extremely formidable as well.

This kind of pants, she could tear to shreds with just one rip.

But deep down, she still felt some sympathy for Zhao Chi.

Since things were already unavoidable, at least not destroying his pants could be considered her best effort...

With a gentle tug, the pants fell.

Zhao Chi was about to go insane!

He exerted every ounce of strength in his body, feeling his muscles strain so hard they were on the verge of dissolving, but Shangguan Ting's skill was simply too powerful—he couldn't break free at all.

Wei Li frowned as she looked at the "Zhao Chi" before her, a look of disgust crossing her features.

Although she sympathized with Zhao Chi, having her do something like this still instinctively disgusted her.

But Shangguan Ting's words were an order; although it wasn't currently a combat period, Wei Li still didn't dare disobey.

She could only frown and reluctantly grab hold of "Zhao Chi."

Zhao Chi felt every hair on his body stand on end, a surge of terror rushing straight to the back of his head; he truly had no idea what to do now.

But just now, by exerting all his strength, he had indeed broken free from Shangguan Ting's control technique for a moment.

Although it was only a moment.

But this proved that the control technique really could be broken free from—great strength really was useful.

But Shangguan Ting had clearly increased the output of spiritual power, so trying to break free by brute force seemed unrealistic.

But there really was no other way now; Zhao Chi could only once again use 1 point of energy to empower himself.

All attributes increased by 1 point again.

Morale and mood simultaneously increased by 50%.

Within the soft warmth of memory, Zhao Chi's confidence was restored, his morale surging!

He held his breath, once again exerting all his strength, struggling violently.

Even his bones made sounds, a dull ache.

But at this point he couldn't care about that much; even if his blood vessels burst he had to try his hardest to break free.

Wei Li watched Zhao Chi's change in astonishment.

But what surprised her most was how he had ended up like this?

But Shangguan Ting began to urge her again, and Wei Li no longer hesitated.

Her left hand clenched tight, the dagger swept down.

Zhao Chi could even feel the air current brought by the dagger's blade.

"Wei Li, you fucking stop for me!!!"

Zhao Chi let out a furious roar!

A roar backed by 11 points of strength was simply deafening; Zhao Chi felt his throat was about to go hoarse from shouting.

Wei Li was also startled into stopping.

Zhao Chi was now furious to the extreme!

What the hell did I ever do to you?

It was just a trivial matter—do you have to hold a grudge until now?

And at the time it was Shangguan Ting who was unreasonable first; Zhao Chi had been polite and courteous throughout.

As for those few Blissful Berserk energy points, it was also Shangguan Ting who struck first and used spiritual technique—Zhao Chi was entirely acting in self-defense!