"What are you trying to do?"
The man in black chuckled.
"Of course, I wanted to meet Senior Du Busi."
"Your whereabouts have truly been impossible for me to pin down..."
"And that bunch of useless fools at the branch altar weren't good for anything either."
"So..."
As he spoke, the man in black gently rubbed Vina's head. "I had no choice but to resort to this."
Her mouth was tightly stuffed with a rag. She could only let out faint whimpers as tears streamed endlessly from her eyes.
The sight instantly made Long Aotian unable to hold back any longer.
But the hand on his shoulder had yet to move, so he could only force himself to endure it, glaring at the other man as if he wanted to tear him into a thousand pieces with his eyes.
"Tsk, tsk. What a terrifying look."
The man in black sneered sarcastically again.
Du Busi ignored him.
"What do you want to see me for?"
His tone remained calm, but his eyes carefully observed every movement the other man made.
As long as he found an opening...
"Of course, I wanted to discuss a cooperation with Senior Du Busi!" the man in black said as though it were only natural.
At the word "cooperation," a trace of surprise flashed through Du Busi's eyes instead.
Cooperation?
What was this madman talking about?
"What kind of look is that?"
The man in black's tone immediately turned displeased, and the hand pressing on Vina's head exerted more force.
"I don't mean any harm! If I really wanted to do something, would I have waited until you arrived?"
"There aren't many people in the Holy Church as kindhearted as me!"
Du Busi glanced at the bandages covering Long Aotian's body, then at the conspicuous red