"Damn it, who's talking badly about me behind my back!"
Ye Feng used his divine sense to recount to his Fifth Master everything that had recently happened in the Great Xia Dynasty.
“Master, I have come to the Vatican for two reasons. First, to kill the old thief Yan Song and retrieve the clan artifact.”
"Secondly, it's to find my mother's whereabouts."
The master and apprentice talked about what happened after they left.
Nearly half an hour passed by in the blink of an eye.
The numerous believers kneeling on the ground, along with the ten cardinals, all behaved themselves properly, and none of them dared to move.
Although I had doubts, I didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Grand Tutor Yan Song's legs went numb from kneeling, and he didn't dare to lift his head, feeling as humble as an ant.
I thought to myself, the priest is not saying a word, could it be that he is dissatisfied with me!
Should I bribe him?
However, they were also worried about blaspheming the glorious image of the priest and making things worse.
A jumble of thoughts flashed through his mind.
Neither the master nor his apprentice paid any attention to the group of people kneeling on the ground.
Fifth Master nodded slightly and continued to communicate with Ye Feng using his divine sense.
“Xiaofeng, you have the papal key, and I have long wanted to pass on the position of priest to you.”
Ye Feng did not refuse. He took a step and disappeared from the spot, shrinking the distance to an inch to appear on the front desk.
He bowed deeply to his master and revealed the papal key in his hand.
It was an ancient key, cracked in many places, dilapidated, with some small characters engraved on its surface.
Even Ye Feng, with his Purple-Gold Divine Eyes, couldn't see it clearly; it was extremely mysterious.
"Master, can this key really open the gates to heaven?"
This is what the other party told him back in the Kunlun Mountains.
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