Then, Let Them Offer Their Loyalty! Chapter 1738 - 710: Doris Offers Her Loyalty

Qiu Tu paused, hearing footsteps approaching from behind, and turned his head.

The loyal retainers he had brought from the Ministry of Internal Affairs were reaching out, attempting to halt Doris.

It must be said, though they might have overestimated their capabilities, their loyalty was undeniable.

As Qiu Tu's standing grew and he gained more experience, the circle of his devoted followers expanded.

With this thought, Qiu Tu gave a slight nod of assent, and only then did the Ministry of Internal Affairs agents release Doris, clearing a path for her.

Having managed the "Crimson Territory" for so many years, Doris still possessed a considerable talent for organizing and leading forces.

Thus, merely by observing the caliber of the Ministry of Internal Affairs agents, a term formed in her mind: early potential.

Due to Qiu Tu's ascent, various powers within the "Boundless Heart Sea" had undertaken investigations into him and the human race he represented.

They discovered that Qiu Tu's most significant vulnerability was, in fact, his "foundation.".

Qiu Tu's innate talent was exceptionally potent, but precisely because of this, his strength far outstripped that of other human powerhouses.

Consequently, the entire human faction was incapable of supporting Qiu Tu's ambitions and growth.

This explained why nearly all of Qiu Tu's remaining crucial confidants hailed from the Evil God's side.

Therefore, it was inevitable that once Qiu Tu reached a certain stage of development, the human race would become an obstacle, likely leading to a significant setback for him.

—All such analyses were made prior to the conclusion of the Heavenly God Trial.

However, witnessing Qiu Tu today, casually establishing his own rules with mere words, subduing dozens of top-tier factions, and observing the devoted humans he had cultivated, Doris's perspective underwent a near-complete transformation.

This bolstered her conviction that the path she had chosen was the correct one.

So, as she approached Qiu Tu, she blinked subtly, perhaps by instinct, or perhaps as a deliberate allure...

Then, lowering her voice, she inquired softly, "Speaker Qiu, might I have a moment of your time?"

Upon hearing Doris's request, Qiu Tu, attired in his black uniform, cast a brief glance at her and nodded slightly, granting his consent. "Certainly."

Half an hour later, the pair found themselves on the rooftop terrace of Qiu Tu's villa.

As the paramount leader of the human collective, Qiu Tu had dedicated staff meticulously managing his residences across multiple cities.

Consequently, despite Qiu Tu's prolonged absence from Eastern City, the rooftop terrace remained immaculately maintained, adorned with small floral arrangements on either side.

The gentle night breeze rustled the blossoms, swaying them softly and lending a romantic ambiance to the nocturnal vista.

Dressed in a striking dark red halter gown, Doris leaned against the railing, her curvaceous, pear-shaped figure exuding an alluring and enchanting presence.

Cradling a glass of red wine, her captivating peach-blossom eyes fixed on Qiu Tu with evident interest, she teased, "Speaker Qiu... quite a masterful performance today."

"With just a touch of clever maneuvering, you captivated the loyalty of so many influential figures. Truly commendable."

As she spoke, her tone shifted,

"It's merely regrettable... that we were utilized as mere stepping stones, without much subtlety."

Qiu Tu, still in his black uniform, stood opposite Doris, also holding a glass of red wine.

He regarded Doris, a hint of amusement in his gaze, replying, "The Lady jokes."

"I had always presumed this was a joint endeavor on our part."

With that, Qiu Tu raised his glass, clinking it gently against Doris's, and praised their apparent synergy, "A well-coordinated effort."

Hearing Qiu Tu's retort, Doris couldn't suppress a soft giggle, covering her mouth.

Her dimples, subtle yet present, contrasted with her laughing, heaving chest, adorned by the crimson halter dress, giving the impression of a nocturnal sprite on the verge of flight.

"Speaker Qiu certainly possesses a silver tongue. A single phrase, 'our plan,' effectively nullified all my contributions and entitlements."

As she uttered this, she wagged a playful finger, then pouted coquettishly, feigning indignation, "I refuse to accept this. It's utterly unfair."

It must be acknowledged, Doris was undeniably a breathtaking beauty.

This wasn't solely due to her facial features but stemmed from an innate, captivating allure.

Every subtle expression, every graceful gesture, every minute detail acted as a catalyst, quickening the observer's pulse.

While ordinary women communicate primarily through words, truly exceptional women convey volumes with their very presence.

And Doris was undeniably such a woman.

A flicker of admiration ignited in Qiu Tu's eyes; far from being displeased by Doris's playful advances, he felt he had encountered a worthy counterpart.

After all, the night was young, and time was ample.

He responded with a drawn-out "Oh?", his tone laced with amusement, "And what form of compensation does the Lady desire?"

Sensing Qiu Tu had ceded the initiative, Doris tilted her head, appraising him from head to toe, then prolonged her vowel, "Compensation... hmm..."