"----"
The heavy air spread among everyone, making it difficult for them to breathe.
Especially Ripa and Chris. Their hearts were wound tight, and they could no longer utter a single word.
Anneroj was the same. He stared at Luo Zhen, unable to speak for a long while.
After all, no one had expected that the first question Luo Zhen asked after arriving here would actually be this.
It could practically be said to have struck the heart of the matter.
Among all the secrets, the one Luo Zhen had brought up was absolutely the most secret—and the one that could least be revealed.
Thus, Anneroj and the others could only fall silent.
Luo Zhen, however, was not anxious in the slightest. He simply watched Anneroj quietly, his eyes filled with limpid light.
Seeing Luo Zhen like this, everyone, Anneroj included, could not help feeling a trace of admiration.
Being able to calmly examine the situation under such circumstances was enough to demonstrate Luo Zhen's brilliance, which was every bit as impressive as the rumors claimed.
But...
"Sorry, but I can't tell you about this yet."
Anneroj took a deep breath and gave him that answer.
"Is that so?" Luo Zhen narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "But I seem to remember that His Holiness the Pope had treated this as a reward and planned to tell the winner of the 'Aerial Combat Martial Arts Festival,' didn't he?"
Hearing that, Anneroj instead smiled bitterly.
"Mr. Rorerei, you're a clever man. You should understand exactly why I used this as the reward for the winner of the 'Aerial Combat Martial Arts Festival,' shouldn't you?"
Anneroj had actually said it outright.
But Luo Zhen had long since guessed that Anneroj was using those words as the winner's reward only to draw the