The sun gradually rose in the sky, beginning to illuminate the ground. Though it was bright, it was not hot yet, and the breeze by the lake even carried a hint of chill.
But that trace of coolness could not calm Benedict V at all. He was practically dumbfounded, because Qin Fen had gotten everything right. There were many things even he did not know. It showed just how monstrous Qin Fen was. At that moment, he had only one thought: Did Qin Fen's family possess some unknown ancient texts, perhaps even more comprehensive and detailed than the Church's collection?
As for Farrell, that little bit of freshness could not suppress the fire in his heart. He had already recorded everything. No matter how composed Qin Fen seemed or how casually he spoke, Farrell felt that he had found something that would embarrass him. As for that old man? Farrell now thought he was an idiot. He actually believed this stuff?
Or perhaps the old geezer was a plant Qin Fen had hired. Farrell had it all figured out. While the two were chatting enthusiastically, he quietly pulled out his phone and posted the video on Facebook, even giving it a sensational title.
Two morons discussing Moses—are there really such brain-dead people in the world?
The title was a little long, but it had enough bait. Bringing Moses into it would definitely make his point clear. Today, Farrell had truly run into something bizarre.
He gave a sinister smile. Seeing the two grow more and more engrossed in their discussion, he lost interest. His goal had already been achieved. It did not matter whether he kept putting Qin Fen down in their conversation. Raising his chin and sweeping his gaze around, he spotted Female Hooligan in the distance, wearing a