"Quick... pull them apart!"
Fire Cloud Evil God frowned as he spoke... He was displeased. From early morning until now, he had been in a state of constant displeasure.
He had been woken up by Long Xiruo's call, received the news that his disciple had been attacked and was now of uncertain life or death before he could even enjoy breakfast, and run into trouble the moment he arrived at the venue.
How could this old bastard, who was already so old yet refused to enjoy his retirement and instead came here to perform like a monkey, possibly be happy?
By then, the personnel managing the venue had already moved into action without waiting for the old bastard to say anything. In fact, they had reacted the moment Divine Person Kiba had boldly walked straight up to Father Stra and pointed at his nose while cursing him.
They had immediately cut off the livestream signal temporarily, then hurried forward to dissuade them. Unexpectedly, before they had even made it halfway there, Divine Person Kiba himself had chickened out first. He sprinted all the way back to his seat and crouched down as though he had found cover.
Was this guy really the pope of a new religion and a representative of Supernatural Power, rather than someone who had come here to provide comic relief?
At least this Divine Person knew to run after cursing someone, so there was no repeat of the earlier scene where the Magician's Association's Scarlet Flame Tower Master and Father Stra of the Church had clashed head-on... Everyone subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
But Father Stra slipped away from the people beside him at that moment and strode toward Divine Person Kiba, taking three steps in the time it took others to take two. Everyone