Yes, there were no Eastern priests. Xia Keli was certain this man was just a tourist, so how had things become so bizarre?
It really was bizarre. An avalanche, a bag snatching, then an online war-everything had become quite a spectacle. That was one thing, but how had it suddenly turned into something so unfamiliar? What the hell did redemption have to do with any of this? They were completely unrelated!
Xia Keli felt his head swelling. He had originally expected the man to hire a lawyer, and since Qin Fen was also the hero of the avalanche, he knew he could not make things too difficult for him. But his Gallic pride would not let him cave in and release Qin Fen so easily. That was why he had kept Qin Fen detained despite the pressure. As long as he did not cross the line, everything would be over when the time was up.
He would have had a graceful way out, too. His biggest mistake was getting involved in the online uproar. The moment he acted, he fueled the internet war, spreading it from China to Europe. Whose territory was Europe? God's. Smearing Qin Fen on his own turf-wasn't that fucking asking for death?
To put it bluntly, did he dare smear God? He really had brought this upon himself. Thus, the Divine Office began to fight back. This was Qin Fen's stronghold, an impregnable seat of power where his popularity was unrivaled. Challenging Qin Fen to a popularity contest was practically suicide!
It was like a mantis swaggering up to a train, waving its two blades. Did anyone need to guess how that would end?
But Xia Keli knew none of that. Originally, it would have amounted to little. Reports from the French media would soon have