The Pope naturally did not know that the insignificant Xu Fan in his eyes, along with an even more insignificant blood slave under his command, had already defeated his Church of Light's commander, forcing a group of people to kneel on the ground, slapping their own faces.
At this mont, Xu Fan was not thinking much about it. His main purpose for coming to the Church of Light was not centered on the Pope, but to find Xia Xiaodie and others. The fact that the Pope had not appeared for a long ti, and even Dora was nowhere to be seen, suited Xu Fan just fine.
Xu Fan had already decided that after Matthew finished slapping himself, he would have him take him to find Xia Xiaodie. A large group of people had co from the east to the Church of Light. As the commander, Matthew couldn't possibly be unaware of the news.
"Archbishop! That blood slave is right ahead! Commander Matthew has already led people to surround them both..."
A voice was heard, and anxious footsteps approached, but then abruptly stopped.
Two figures, one in front and one behind, were dumbfounded upon seeing the utterly ridiculous scene before their eyes.
The two figures were one of Matthew's subordinates and Archbishop Ma Wen, who had rushed over after receiving the news.
In the Church of Light, there were five archbishops, three stationed at branches, one being Dora who was cast into the Dark Council, leaving Archbishop Ma Wen to accompany the Pope and sit at the headquarters of the Church of Light, trusted by the Pope and highly authoritative.
However, at this mont, the usually authoritative Archbishop Ma Wen found it impossible to maintain his dignity.
What did he see?
A group of guards from the Church of Light, under the leadership of the most outstanding young commander, Matthew, had surrounded two people and were continually slapping their own faces!
This group of people, had they gone mad?!
Archbishop Ma Wen had no ti to closely scrutinize the two standing in the middle, unable to suppress himself from directly shouting at Matthew, "Matthew! What are you doing?!"
Matthew, who had been silently hitting himself, raised his head. Seeing Archbishop Ma Wen's shock, a trace of sha flashed in his eyes, leaving him with unshed tears.
Being humiliated like this was sothing he could endure if he alone knew about, or even if his subordinates saw, since they were all in the sa boat and probably wouldn't talk. But now, an archbishop had seen it, and it was the very Archbishop Ma Wen whom Matthew himself had called!
If he had known it would be like this, he would have acted more decisively and might have finished with a hundred slaps by now!
With this thought in mind, Matthew, tears welling under his red and swollen face, replied, "Archbishop, we had a little misunderstanding with Mr. Xu, and we're apologizing to Mr. Xu's friend here."
No kidding, Xu Fan could casually take out an immortal artifact and a whole bottle of spirit grade elixir to give to his subordinates. Previously full of confidence in Archbishop Ma Wen, Matthew now felt inexplicably guilty, fearing that Ma Wen might also have so "misunderstanding" with Xu Fan.
"A little misunderstanding?"
Upon hearing Matthew's response, Archbishop Ma Wen was even more bewildered.
Wasn't there a blood slave with ulterior motives, intending to harm the Church of Light? Where had this Mr. Xu co from? A little misunderstanding? What kind of misunderstanding required kneeling on the ground and self-slapping?
This was simply an insult to the Church of Light! An extre insult!
Archbishop Ma Wen's face darkened imdiately, with rage spiraling upwards as if ready to burst from his eyes, targeting at the center of the crowd, the calmly composed Xu Fan!
"You are that big figure?"
Before coming, Archbishop Ma Wen had already learned from his subordinates that a mysterious and significant figure, accompanied by a blood slave, had co, seemingly with ulterior motives towards the Church of Light. But now, it seed not just ulterior motives; they might as well have placed the Church of Light's reputation straight onto the ground!
"I dare not claim to be a big figure, rely ca as a guest at Dora's invitation to the Church of Light," Xu Fan, observing the fury in Archbishop Ma Wen's eyes, realized that things might not settle amicably. Xu Fan certainly wasn't afraid of escalating matters, just didn't want misunderstandings.
Of course, if a misunderstanding must occur, Xu Fan had no choice but to let it unfold naturally, resolving it with his fists.
Seeing Xu Fan's indifferent deanor, as if not even considering him, Archbishop Ma Wen's anger grew. He sneered, "Haha, I'm curious, what kind of big figure has the audacity to cause a ruckus in my Church of Light?"
Xu Fan didn't directly answer Archbishop Ma Wen's question but glanced sideways at Matthew, coldly saying, "Who told you to stop? A hundred slaps, is that enough?"
Matthew's face turned blue and white but dared not to show his anger, having no choice but to continue slapping himself in front of Archbishop Ma Wen.
Archbishop Ma Wen's expression grew increasingly unpleasant.
Forcing Matthew to slap himself was not just a slap to Matthew's face; it was a slap to Archbishop Ma Wen's face!
Initially, Ma Wen still had concerns about Dora, as she was one of the five archbishops. Ma Wen did not want to act against Dora's guest before clarifying matters.
But now, Ma Wen only felt the flas of anger inside him burning to the extre!
This young man dared to publicly slap Archbishop Ma Wen's face at the Church of Light!
Boom!
A violent aura exploded instantly. Ma Wen stared intently at Xu Fan, speaking word by word, "Don't think that because you are Dora's guest, you can act recklessly in the Church of Light! If I want to kill you, even Dora can't save you!"
This was completely tearing off the facade.
Xu Fan sighed lightly, also looking at Ma Wen with utmost seriousness, "Why must you force to take action? The Church of Light prides itself on being enlightened, yet it lacks the patience to uncover the truth?"
Earlier, when Matthew led people to rush over, at least they learned about the sequence of events, albeit distorting the truth to find an excuse to act against Xu Fan. Nevertheless, they knew the sequence of events.
However, this archbishop did not even care about the truth and imdiately wanted to attack Xu Fan.
"Truth? Isn't what I see the truth?" Ma Wen suddenly laughed, "Young man, I don't know where you co from or how you were invited by Archbishop Dora to the Church of Light, nor do I know the so-called truth you're talking about. But does it all really matter?"
"Dare to be brazen in my Church of Light! No matter your reasons, no matter who you are, you must die!"
Boom!
Ma Wen took a step forward, the ground trembling, boundless Holy Light erupted from Ma Wen's body, making him appear like an angel full of holiness, yet filled with violence!
"Ah! It seems indeed a waste of ti. I didn't expect a Church of Light Archbishop to be just the sa type."
Faced with the formidable aura of Ma Wen, Xu Fan showed no sign of tension, instead lightly sighing and shaking his head, "In that case..."
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