Dai Tianfeng's expression softened slightly. He had struggled for a long time before finally gritting his teeth and saying, "I am, of course, a believer of the Angel God. It's just that thirty percent..."
"Since you are a believer of the Angel God, contributing to the Holy War is your duty. How can you shirk it, Dai boy? Could it be that your faith is impure?" Bu Kuaile asked.
Ahhh—I want to kill him so badly! Dai Tianfeng's fury was about to explode.
Yet he could only force down the rage in his heart. He knew that killing this envoy would no longer mean a war between Spirit Hall and the Sea Soul Masters, but a war between Spirit Hall and the Star Luo Empire.
"I... I..." Dai Tianfeng was so furious that he could barely speak.
"Dai boy, I asked whether your faith was impure. Faith that is not absolute is absolutely no faith. Could it be that you are a heretic?" Bu Kuaile stared directly at Dai Tianfeng, a dangerous gleam flashing through his eyes. "It seems this envoy must report to His Holiness the Pope. Before dealing with external threats, we must first secure our own ranks. The heretics overseas may be detestable, but they are merely a minor ailment. The heretics on this continent are the true danger at our core."
Dai Tianfeng looked as though he wanted to cry. "I... I am naturally a pure believer of the Angel God Church."
"Whether your faith is pure is not something you can prove with mere words, Dai boy. You need to demonstrate the purity of your faith in the Angel God," Bu Kuaile reminded him.
Dai Tianfeng looked as though he wanted to cry. "Fine, I'll agree to all of Spirit Hall's terms. Is that enough?"