As a Spirit Transfer Envoy of the Spirit Pagoda, Lu Jun felt a surge of fury burn within him.
To this day, Spirit Pagoda Headquarters had received no definite news of Zhang Geyang's betrayal. Under his management, the East Continent branch appeared perfectly normal, with no unusual activity whatsoever.
That showed just how deeply the bastard had hidden himself, and how skillful his methods were!
If they had not happened to capture this amusing Titled Douluo today, then by the time the Green Skull Organization launched its final assault, the Spirit Pagoda might still have been left in the dark and caught completely off guard!
"Exactly." The Titled Douluo echoed him, with a trace of envy, jealousy, and resentment in his tone that even he himself had not noticed.
"That Zhang Geyang, because he hid himself so well and rendered the organization considerable service, has been awfully smug lately. Every day, he fantasizes about earning even greater merit so that he might have a chance to see Lady Goddess of Beauty in person, unveil her mysterious veil, and feast his eyes on her true appearance."
Lu Jun's gaze turned icy, and a flash of killing intent passed through his eyes.
"Since I am a Spirit Transfer Envoy of the Spirit Pagoda, cleansing our ranks and eliminating traitors is naturally part of my duty."
He spoke indifferently, then seemed to recall something. His gaze fell upon the Titled Douluo again, carrying a hint of inquiry.
"Still, I am rather curious. Honestly speaking, do you think that Goddess of Beauty is truly as beautiful as the rumors claim?"
"Beautiful enough that a powerhouse of Zhang Geyang's caliber would betray everything and willingly become her lapdog?"
The Titled Douluo froze at the question. He carefully recalled the various legends surrounding Goddess of Beauty