After bidding Bishop Karl farewell, Fang Zheng headed for the golden dragon girl's lair. If he remembered correctly, she had said that her lair was not far from the Holy City. Fortunately, with the Omniscient Angel, Fang Zheng found her lair in the radiant mountains near the Holy City without any effort.
There were two reasons he could be certain this was the golden dragon girl's lair.
First, it was extremely lively.
Second, the golden dragon girl was running around excitedly while hugging a huge pile of gold and silver treasures. She looked like someone who had casually bought a lottery ticket while getting barbecue on the way home, only to discover they had won five million.
"La la la, the air on Dragon Island is so wonderful, even the flowers are smiling at me. Look at the flames erupting from the volcano, they are—"
"Say, what are you doing?"
Watching the golden dragon girl beam with joy as if she wanted to dance and belt out a celebratory song, Fang Zheng's face went dark. He hurriedly descended from the sky and stared at her in bewilderment. Seeing him, the golden dragon girl broke into a delighted smile.
"Ah, Mr. Fang Zheng, why are you here? Hahaha, don't tell me you came to see me off? Oh, you don't have to be so polite. Why don't you come back to Dragon Island with me? Just thinking about that delicious, fragrant roast meat makes me unable to wait!"
"Stop, stop, stop!"
As the golden dragon girl grabbed him and tried to leave, Fang Zheng hurriedly caught hold of her.
"Wait, you haven't explained yourself yet. Where are you going back to?"
"Of course I'm going back to Dragon Island."
"You're quitting as Pope?"
"I'm quitting! I'm free at last!"
"Free??? What