Ye Kong knew perfectly well, but she still forced herself to pretend she did not know.
The pressure quickly eased. The Archbishop raised his cane and slowly moved away, leaving only Ye Kong, drenched in sweat.
"Good thing I drank plenty of Water of Purification."
The thought flashed through her mind, yet she still found it terrifying.
"That Archbishop is probably at the peak of Mithril Rank."
She could almost completely sense the gap between Vier and him.
Why was this guy doing this?
From their two brief encounters, this white-robed Archbishop from Fog Gray City actually seemed to like Ye Kong fairly well. At the very least, during both meetings, he had taken the initiative to smile and nod at her.
But today...
Did he know what I had done?
Or was this guy... simply trying to intimidate me?
With her mind a complete mess, Miss Ye Kong had already begun considering an escape route. If she truly encountered danger, she would immediately teleport away.
But that would be genuinely disadvantageous for her.
After all, infiltrating The Holy See and becoming an official nun was no easy task. It would be such a pity if she lost the connections she had built here because of this.
For safety's sake, Ye Kong still decided to observe him using Mystic Thread.
Of course, she had sufficient reason to believe that what had been detected was not Mystic Thread itself. Most likely, the other party had used some divination-like method to determine who was connected to the person involved, and Ye Kong had been singled out.
Even twenty layers of Cognitive Barrier, along with several corresponding layers of anti-divination concealment, had failed to protect her. Ye Kong felt utterly helpless about that.
But at this point, things could not yet be called