Chapter 3291: Trading Barbs
The temperature was not low, and the night breeze was quite pleasant, yet as Duke Negan looked at the tightly shut church doors ahead, he felt an icy chill run from head to toe.
Palpitations, even faint terror, rose from the depths of his heart.
What was going on? Was it closed to outsiders?
How was that possible!
The Storm Church might have times when it was closed to outsiders, but those times would never include him!
He was not an outsider!
As the Storm Church's most important partner in Loen, an existence representing the Storm Church's interests, Duke Negan was even more important than the archbishop of the Backlund diocese.
Forget him personally coming to the church—even if he demanded that the Storm Church arrange protection for him, it would have been perfectly justified.
It was only because he knew the True God Churches would not be participating this time, and to avoid putting the Storm Church in a difficult position, that he had made this choice.
But...
He had been turned away at the door!
That was right. Duke Negan harbored no lucky illusions that the Storm Church just happened to be busy with something.
This was aimed at him!
Had the Storm Church learned about tonight's operation?
What did this mean?
A discarded pawn?
For a moment, Duke Negan was both shocked and furious.
"Let's go. We're heading back!"
But just as Duke Negan turned around with his bodyguards, he discovered that the fog had grown so thick that nothing could be seen.
Then, synchronized footsteps echoed from within the fog.
Although the bodyguards around Duke Negan were all Beyonders, and he had even hired a Sequence 5 at great expense, the change still left their faces grim.
One of them fired a