Bab 299: City Lord's Decree

Despite what he thought, Shif wouldn't say it aloud. He didn't have a death wish. The most important thing wasn't to find out why Peklon was here but to get rid of him!

Shif grew pale and said weakly, "My lord, I don't feel so well. I think I need to go to bed now. We'll have to pick up this conversation later."

"You don't feel well?" Peklon frowned and became concerned.

Things seemed to fall in place, and that independent cultivator was apparently telling the truth!

"What's wrong? Let me take a look!"

"It's a condition I have had since I was little. It's not curable, but it'll pass in a moment. My lord, please don't trouble yourself," Shif said nervously.

The more he tried to stall, the more suspicious he seemed. The look in Peklon's eyes became cold. But it wasn't the time to strike yet. He had no excuse, at least not before Shif's true self was exposed.

Shif's stomach sank when he saw Peklon showing no intention to leave.