Huaxia Dragon Group? Demon Monk Bajie? What Kind of Nonsense Is This?

Youyou arrived at a secluded alley.

Two people were waiting for her in the alley.

One was dressed in flamboyant clothes, every gesture dripping with allure. It was Daiyue.

The other wore red and white, the plain and aloof Miko.

"I've finished what I needed to do." Youyou looked at the two women and said forcefully, "Now, it's time to see your sincerity."

"Miss Wu truly is a woman of her word. I have felt that sincerity." Daiyue dipped slightly before straightening again. "But there is one thing I do not understand, and I hope Miss Wu can enlighten me—why have you spared no effort in helping him kill our Son of God?"

As they spoke, faint traces of threat seeped from the two women.

But faced with that threat, Youyou was not intimidated in the slightest. Instead, she responded even more forcefully, "Heh, pretending to be muddled when you know perfectly well! We all know what your so-called Son of God is for, so stop wasting time here. As Commander Chen's special envoy, if I don't kill them, am I supposed to keep them around for the New Year?"

Daiyue grew somewhat angry at those words, her ample chest rising and falling.

The plain Miko said coolly, "Laughable political schemes. Meaningless expenditure. In the end, all glory will return to the Revered Divine Mother. There is no difference between the Son of God and Commander Chen."

"Of course there's no difference to the Revered Divine Mother, but there is a difference to Commander Chen. If this world is destined to be ruled by the Revered Divine Mother, then the Commander hopes to become the sole pope beneath the gods." Youyou said impatiently, "Enough chatter. Bring out what was promised. I want to inspect the goods."

"Very well." The Miko