"Holy Son Qiu, you have arrived at the prime minister's residence. You have had a hard time on the journey!" Lu Batian came to the main entrance of the Prime Minister's Mansion in person to greet him. There were only a few guests who could be welcomed into the mansion by the Prime Minister.

Qiu stepped down from the carriage, wearing a golden cloak that was very eye-catching. It fell so brightly on Lu Batian's eyes that it was really difficult to get used to it.

Coupled with the setting sun, the golden cloak on Qiu's body was illuminated very brightly, and the dazzling rays of light made people think that the big man getting off the carriage was an immortal flying high in the blue sky!

"Prime Minister, you're welcome. I walked very leisurely all the way. It took me four or five days to get from Nancheng to the capital!" Qiu's voice did not change because of his change of attire. It was still low and hoarse.

Mistaken it as a duck's call.

Lu Batian stopped being polite to Qiu and pointed to the Prime Minister's Mansion with his left hand, gesturing for Qiu to follow him into the mansion to rest.

Qiu's feet, which were hidden under the golden cloak, stepped out in an orderly manner, followed Lu Batian step by step, and entered the hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion to welcome guests with him.

In addition to Qiu and Lu Batian, there were only two senior Gu masters brought by Qiu to accompany Qiu in the hall.

Lu Batian spoke first. Although he knew it well, he still asked, "I wonder if Holy Son Qiu came to the house, what is it that requires my help?"

Qiu's whole body was wrapped in a cloak, and even his mysterious face, which had never been exposed before, was tightly wrapped in a black brocade cloth, revealing only a pair of sinister and cloudy eyes.

Those evil eyes roamed Lu Batian's face for a week, and his mouth hidden under the brocade cloth opened and closed and said, "Can't the prime minister guess the purpose of my visit to the capital?"

Qiu Ke risked his identity and made a high-profile trip from Sister City to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The people of the Shengtian Dynasty may not be familiar with the identity of the Holy Son of the Miao Curse Clan. They probably don’t know the existence of the Miao Curse Clan, nor do they know that the Miao Curse Clan is a powerful race that controls witchcraft, so of course they can’t guess.

How noble is your identity?

However, it is impossible for the royal nobles and the officials of the dynasty not to know Qiu's identity. The bright yellow cloak is so conspicuous. Even if Qiu does not walk around in front of the emperor in person, someone will report to Zhai Yuan that the Holy Son of the Miao Curse Clan lives here.

After entering the prime minister's house, he seemed to have a very close relationship with the prime minister.

"Sir Qiu, do you want to put the truth in danger?" Lu Batian's vicissitudes of life narrowed his eyes together, filled with unhappiness.

Qiu did not deny or nod in response to Lu Batian, but looked straight at Lu Batian, as if he wanted to make some bloody holes in Lu Batian.

"Holy Son Qiu not long ago asked the Prime Minister to raise troops, but Holy Son Qiu doesn't know the art of raising and controlling troops at all. He is not an expert on the battlefield at all. How can he give orders to the Prime Minister?" Lu Batian was dissatisfied.

Qiu's dissatisfaction has reached a bottleneck.

It was because Lu Youruo broke into the Prime Minister's Mansion and let Lu Batian know about Qiu's spy in the Prime Minister's Mansion that this strong dissatisfaction reached its peak.

But Lu Batian can't have an attack, because he still needs to cooperate with the Holy Son of the Miao Curse Clan! If the Miao Curse Clan helps on the battlefield, Lu Batian might be able to eat up the royal army without even a single soldier!

Qiu was not a fool. He understood what Lu Batian meant and explained: "I am afraid that something might happen to the Prime Minister's Mansion. If I have offended the Prime Minister in any way, please forgive me. You and I are on the same boat."

As a person, I will not harm you!"

Huh! Lu Batian snorted secretly in his heart. Holy Son Qiu really knows how to talk. Rather than being people on the same boat, it would be more appropriate to directly talk about taking what each other needs!

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Chapter completed!