Trunks' senses were extremely sharp. That was right—someone was indeed hiding not far away.
He could have directly taken the Dragon Balls back to the White-Clad Interstellar Society's home planet, but that did not align with the Pope's plans.
After all, the Pope understood that Uchiha Madara and Goku, those two great gods, were far too powerful. They had already come knocking on their door; guarding two Dragon Balls would not be easy. More importantly, the Pope had already learned of Laburashirakara's betrayal. He knew that once Uchiha Madara and Goku received Laburashirakara's healing enhancement, a mere handful of apostles would not be able to hold them back.
Therefore, the two Dragon Balls might not necessarily be kept safe.
So what if the two Dragon Balls were lost? Naturally, they could only rely on successfully stealing Dragon Balls on Earth. Once the theft succeeded, they would not immediately transport them back to the White-Clad Interstellar Society's home planet, but store them on Earth first.
As for Apostle Ulanmontofangyaso, he was ultimately nothing more than a feint. The one truly carrying out the theft mission was none other than the person currently hiding nearby...
He stepped out from his hiding place and laughed loudly!
"As expected of Super Saiyan Trunks. It seems your strength is worthy of recognition from our White-Clad Interstellar Society."
Trunks said coldly, "Speak. Who exactly are you? Apostle Ulanmontofangyaso is already an apostle of the White-Clad Interstellar Society, yet he can only serve as your cannon fodder. Then who exactly are you? Are you one of the White-Clad Interstellar Society's Dharma Kings?!"
The man wore a white robe. He pulled down the hood over his head, revealing a head of short silver hair.
"Hehehehe, I never expected Trunks to be so clever. It would seem rather regrettable