Martin Sims appeared at this final moment, seemingly with the main purpose of humiliating Walter Cranston.
This did not quite fit the Federation people's image of the "Saint Penitent," but Tang Qi found it perfectly normal. He had always believed Saint Penitent had the worst personality among the Twelve Saints. Although his reputation was the most widespread, he truly was the most powerful Saint.
Tang Qi believed that whether it was the real Martin Sims or the old man within the Newborn Node, both were absolutely capable of petty revenge against their own disciples.
However, as the Master of Dreams, Tang Qi did not need to guess to immediately understand what Saint Penitent within the node was thinking.
Without question, this foul-tempered and irritable old man belonged to the Order Faction.
Like Amanda, Tyrone, and the other kind Dream Creatures, he possessed a kind and righteous core.
His sharp tongue only seemed cruel because he was securing another chance for Walter Cranston.
Under normal circumstances, Walter's first trial would have ended in failure. He had utterly let Martin down, let the Thorns Codex down, let down that wailing Dream Seed, and, even more so, let down Freya Hersey, who had always been waiting for him.
Beckfast's Chair had also seen through all this.
Still in the form of Sad Frog, Fuck's enormous eye bags brimmed with tears. With a wail, he cried, "Boohoo... so touching. That old man reminds me of my Old Master."
"He was also a vile, shameless old man. He loved peeping, loved being sharp-tongued, loved pranks, but Fuck knew he was a good person."
Tang Qi, lost in thought, ignored Fuck's sobbing. His gaze did not even fall upon Martin and Walter, the mummified master and disciple.
Tang Qi's eyes remained fixed on the interior of