Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1125 - 1124: Visit Your World

Chu Qianli always felt an indescribable suspicion when she took her makeup off.

The State Preceptor, speaking and acting without haste or pressure, neither intense nor slow, bland and emotionless, felt utterly like a wooden figure.

Not cold, not cold at all, yet so eerily calm.

So calm it almost felt numbing.

There could actually be such a person in the world.

Like a living dead.

She decided to try him out.

After washing her face clean, she walked briskly to the designated place, under the pavilion in the backyard.

The National Advisor sat by the table, which was spotlessly clean, not even a cup of tea on it.

He hadn’t even sipped any tea, sitting upright and straight, like a primary school student in class.

Of course, his hands weren’t on the table but were folded on his lap.

"National Advisor, may I ask you a presumptuous question?"

As expected, there was no response from him, but having interacted with him for a while, Chu Qianli felt she could adapt to his deanor.

After getting accustod, she began to relax.

"Sir, is this deanor of yours trained or innate?"

It was rely a joke, she thought he’d ignore her as she was about to get to the main topic.

Unexpectedly, the State Preceptor actually responded, "Rules."

Chu Qianli paused, sowhat stunned.

The wooden-like State Preceptor actually answered her such a frivolous question?

That was quite surprising.

Her hand rested on the table, her fingertips involuntarily tapping lightly on it.

"National Advisor, would you like sothing to eat?"

Her wrist turned, and an apple appeared in front of him.

Another twist, and there was a bottle of drink.

The National Advisor’s gaze swept over the apple and drink, still expressionless.

The secret of the Universe Chain seed to hold no surprise for him.

The drink, absent from this era, didn’t stir him in the slightest.

His mind appeared as still as water.

One wonders what kind of environnt would train soone so impassively—cough! She shouldn’t use such terms for him, after all, he is a respected figure.

One shouldn’t be so disrespectful.

"State Preceptor, what do you desire?"

"Soul."

"What?" Chu Qianli had tried to maintain her composure, but his words were truly unexpected.

It felt like those dark gods in TV shows, needing human souls as a price in trades.

Was he turning her into a demon?

A hint of vigilance flickered in Chu Qianli’s eyes: "My soul, how would you acquire it, National Advisor?"

It would either be by controlling with Poisonous Insect Technique, or using Soul Captivating Technique.

But both weren’t anything benevolent.

The National Advisor looked down, and actually took the bottle of drink that Chu Qianli had placed in front of him.

He scrutinized it carefully.

His long fingers gently moved on the bottle, seeming to want to open it.

Eventually, he focused on the cap, his long finger flicked, and the bottle opened.

He bowed his head, ca close to the mouth of the bottle, and sniffed it through a veil.

The action was so elegant it was astonishing.

Noble-like.

Just a sniff, then he set the bottle down.

Chu Qianli asked, "Curious? Why not taste it? With your capabilities, National Advisor, you should be able to tell by looking whether I’ve poisoned it."

"Sweet."

"Does the National Advisor dislike sweets?" she laughed, "Shall I get you sothing tasteless instead?"

The National Advisor no longer entertained that question but stared at her and said lightly, "I want to see your world."