Only Zhang Beixing showed not a hint of panic, instead he looked up to the sky and laughed.
Arrogant and unrestrained, without a care.
"Hahaha, truly heaven helps me!"
He slapped the armrest of the dragon throne, filled with heroic spirit.
"Those old geezers of the Holy See, indeed can't hold back anymore!"
Richard and Alina exchanged glances, unable to grasp the master's intentions.
But hearing his words, it seemed he had expected this all along.
"Master... is this also part of your plan?"
Alina couldn't help but ask, her body slightly trembling.
She had a premonition that what follows would surely entail a bloodbath.
"Yes."
Zhang Beixing squinted his eyes, the smile growing thicker.
He suddenly stood up, standing with hands behind his back.
"I anticipated long ago, that the Holy See would lose patience sooner or later."
"That's why I deliberately let the scout leak my whereabouts, to lure them in."
"Now that they've taken the bait, I'll let them taste my might!"
