Chen Feiyu laughed contemptuously. "So you're from the Holy See. We're old rivals, so I've had my eye on you for a long time. Just now, I almost thought you'd lost your nerve and didn't dare make a move against me."
The Pope spoke in halting, broken Chinese, "Chen Feiyu, you have slaughtered our Holy See's mighty warriors and plundered our sacred treasures, provoking the wrath of God. The Holy See will not let you go. If you know what's good for you, hand over the Tear of the Angels, and the Holy See might spare you this once. Otherwise, you won't live to see tomorrow's sun."
Chen Feiyu shrugged. "Cut the crap. Didn't you all come here today just to kill me? Make your move. I'm here to see if, in the wake of the spiritual Qi recovery, all the mighty warriors of the Holy See combined can take a single blow from me and live."
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