I've died 47 times in this game, so I've decided to sell it.

"Your subordinate was wrong! Your subordinate shouldn't have spoken so loudly just now!"

My lord, please calm down. Your anger is too much for my heart to bear!

What I just said came from the bottom of my heart!

It's only a matter of time before you take over Luofu, and it's also only a matter of time before you control the Immortal Boat Alliance.

Being by your side is a privilege for your subordinates; your subordinates are your most loyal little sparrows.

You tell me to go east, I'll never go west; you tell me which panties to wear, I'll wear them!

She took several more steps forward and added more earnestly:

"Lord Taibu, rest assured, my loyalty to you is absolutely genuine."

Look, I just brought you my panties; that's my way of showing my sincerity!

My subordinate has a spare at home.

If you feel these points are insufficient, I will go back and fetch a few more for you to see!

Fu Xuan stood behind the desk, looking at the little sparrow in front of him with a fawning expression.

He took a deep breath in anger, then exhaled, then took another deep breath and exhaled again, repeating this several times.

Then she sat back down in her chair and spoke expressionlessly:

"Qingque, I don't know what that imposter in the toilet you mentioned did to you."

But since you mentioned him, it means that someone did indeed impersonate me and operate in the Temple during this period.

I will investigate this matter myself.

As for you…

Her gaze swept over Qingque's gradually stiffening smile.

"You barged into my study without knocking today and took off your undergarments in front of me."

They also placed several pairs of panties of unknown origin on my desk.

She leaned forward, placing her hands on the table, her eyes reflecting the ever-shrinking figure of Qingque.

"You just said that Luofu is already under my control, and the Immortal Boat Alliance will surely be able to take it over as well."

You also said that your admiration for me is like the sea of ​​stars.

You even said you could wear any panties tomorrow, whatever I command.

She straightened up and looked down at Qingque, who was frozen in place.

A cold smile curled at the corners of his mouth, making Qingque feel as if her soul was seeping out from the soles of her feet.

"Qingque, I'd like to ask you something?"

Are you a diviner from the Grand Diviner's Office, or an undercover agent sent from somewhere else?

Who exactly have you been working for all this time? I have recorded everything you have said.

Considering that you've been relatively mindful of your slacking off, I'll give you one last chance to confess.

"Tell me, who exactly instructed you to pledge your loyalty to an imposter?"

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Chapter 101 The Wildfire

Qingque stood there, her mind blank.

She looked at the real diviner in front of her.

I felt like all my experience of slacking off in my life had become useless at this moment.

She is now yearning for something from the bottom of her heart, with her whole soul.

She hoped that the person in front of her was still an imposter.

Imposter, where are you? Please come back!

You can take my panties or force me to wear the fortune teller's panties.

I'll accept anything, as long as you come back.

I will never call you a pervert in the toilet again.

I could even bring you panties every day – sparrow-shaped, carp-shaped, panda-shaped.

I'll find you whatever pattern or color you want.

She cried out in despair in her heart, but her face remained serene.

Fu Xuan looked at the little sparrow in front of him, whose eyes were already starting to glaze over, and his lips twitched.

She sat back down in her chair, picked up her now-cold tea, took a sip, and said:

"Qingque, I'll give you three more seconds. Three, two, one."

Qingque closed her eyes and cried out in despair:

"My Lord, I have confessed everything!"

My subordinate was coerced by that imposter!

He used your identity to ambush me in the restroom and took several pairs of my subordinates' panties.

She even forced her subordinates to wear her panties to work.

He even said that if his subordinates didn't comply, he would take care of them!

In order to protect you, your subordinate had no choice but to endure humiliation and remain hidden by his side.

I give him a pair of panties every day so that he can slip up and I can rescue you!

Every word I've said is true. If there's even a single lie, may I be banned from playing cards for the rest of my life!

The study was quiet for a while.

A complex expression appeared on Fu Xuan's face.

She put down her teacup, looked at Qingque kneeling on the ground with her hands clasped together, her face full of "please let me go," and sighed.

"Get up. I will not punish you!"

Before Qingque could be happy, she added another sentence.

"However, all your annual leave is cancelled this year."

The archives of the Tabuan still contain several thousand volumes of old files that have not been sorted out; they all belong to you.

Also, don't bother sending me panties tomorrow, and never again.

Qingque slumped to the ground, looking at the real Grand Diviner in front of her, feeling that her life was over.

She worked year-round without a break, and thousands of volumes of old files belonged to her.

Compared to that, handing over a pair of panties every day is like heaven.

At least when that imposter received her panties, he would smile and praise her for being so cute.

He would also ruffle her hair and say, "Be good, be good, don't cry," and he would also approve her paid leave slips.

She got up from the ground, bowed deeply to Fu Xuan, and said in despair:

"Yes, sir. I will go to the archives to organize the old files immediately."

She walked to the door, paused, and glanced back at Fu Xuan sitting behind the desk.

His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he swallowed his words back.

The corridor was deserted. She leaned against the wall, looking up at the light on the ceiling.

He muttered something in a voice only he could hear.

"...Imitation, I kind of miss you."

……

the other side

Di Ting trotted ahead to lead the way.

Tingyun led the group behind it, occasionally looking down to check the markings on the map.

Qi Ye walked at the back of the group, keeping a distance that was neither too close nor too far from Jing Yuan.

With nothing else to do, I quietly activated the "Who secretly likes you" feature to visualize your affection level.

He first looked up and glanced at the top of Jing Yuan's head, 65.

That's not low. For someone you've only known for less than half a day, this level of likability is quite high.

He was a little curious and glanced at March 7th and the star again.

March 7th, 92, Star 96?

He paused for a moment, then scanned the number again; it hadn't changed.

Goodness, they're all above 90.

An extremely dangerous thought involuntarily popped into his mind.

A favorability rating of 90 or higher, according to the standards of visual novels, is enough to trigger special story events.

Does this mean that if he were to raid them at night, they would most likely not refuse?

Should we give it a try sometime?

However, if the light cone breaks, then it's not just a simple disaster!

He glanced again at the steady 92 above March 7th's head, and still felt uneasy.

Is this definitely not really broken?

This favorability rating is rising way too fast! It wasn't this high when I was in Belloberg.

What did he do to make her rise so much?

Did he praise her in front of Seele?

He frowned, glanced again at the 96 above Xing's head, and felt something was even more wrong.

"System, what's going on with this favorability rating? Is your light cone broken?"

A pale blue light screen, visible only to him, unfolded before his eyes.

[Host, all light cones issued by this system have undergone rigorous quality testing and there are no data errors.]

The favorability score reflects the target's true feelings towards the host; any changes are normal fluctuations.

Additionally, please recall whether you are within the influence range of other light cones.

For example, the "Wildfire" you once sold to Seele.

Its effect is that the more believers there are, the stronger its appeal becomes.

According to the transaction rules, the host will automatically inherit the Light Cone ability and be exempt from side effects upon successful sale.

Your current charm level far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Qi Ye stared at the words on the screen, stunned for a long while.

A prairie fire.

Of course he remembered that cone of light; the thing that amplified one's charisma the more faith one had.

The side effect is that he becomes unable to take care of himself. After Seele wore it, he could even spill water on his chest when she poured a glass of water.

The light cone's function is merely to amplify its own charm, rather than creating attraction out of thin air.

In other words, March 7th and Xing already had a fairly high level of affection for him.

The halo simply amplifies what already exists.

Thinking of this, he felt inexplicably happy, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up a little.

Then another question came to his mind.