Lilith was a seasoned hero and was responsible for intelligence in all areas.
As long as she did not go looking for trouble, the chances of her running into danger were slim.
Besides, the enemy she faced this time was the vampire leader they had defeated before.
They had won last time. It was unrealistic to think she would be unable to defeat him in a single exchange this time...
After thinking it over, Wu Heng felt that Lilith could not possibly run into trouble unless she deliberately went to her death, or the enemy, like him, had several hidden trump cards.
As he pondered this, Xiaoxiao flew back happily and shouted, "Uncle! Everyone on the street is singing that song. Even the old man selling fish was humming it!"
"Which one?" Wu Heng put away his phone.
"The one where... the bishop counts Gold Coins and then burns down the granary. I forgot the lyrics." Xiaoxiao spun in the air. "Who wrote it?"
Only then did Wu Heng realize. "Your Aunt Granda's masterpiece. She probably had a bard compose a new tune for it."
As the man and ghost spoke, Granda and Beni flew back, followed by the Wraith Empress, who had gone out with them.
Beni said, "The newspaper received a great response. The Church is completely discredited now. Even if they wanted to come to the island and build a church, the residents would never agree."
"They deserve it! Who told them to be so awful? They're always trying to attack us." Xiaoxiao said indignantly.
Granda added from the side, "But those merchants from other places have been terrified. They're all scrambling for Ship Tickets to leave the island."
Wu Heng smiled. "That was expected. To them, the Pope's death is more serious than a king's death."