Zhou Sining had thought about it ever since he learned of the Parthenon Temple incident.
And after seeing a reader spoil the fact that the leader of the Black Vatican was the Parthenon Temple's Temple Mother, he had become even more certain of his suspicions.
Even the smallest family had secrets it would never bring into the light. There were always problems it chose to solve through less-than-honorable means.
The Parthenon Temple was a world-class organization, independent of the major Magic Associations and renowned enough to stand alongside the Holy City. Zhou Sining could hardly imagine the scheming and sordid affairs that went on behind closed doors.
Then there were its connections to the Black Vatican... Salang had joined the Black Vatican with ease after Wen Tai's death and even become a Red Cardinal. The leader who had hidden in the shadows all this time turned out to be the Temple Mother. It was hard not to suspect a connection between the two.
That was why Zhou Sining had long believed that, perhaps many years ago, the Parthenon Temple had deliberately cultivated a secret force to handle matters it could not deal with openly.
But as time passed, that shadowy group had grown into an evil organization the Parthenon Temple could barely control. It had even begun preaching beliefs strikingly similar to the temple's, yet utterly opposed to them.
This was a world of Magic. If faith grew strong enough, it really could give rise to godlike power!
"Why would you think that?"
Asharaya stared at him in shock. She had never imagined Zhou Sining would ask her that.
Even Mu Nujiao, beside them, was startled by the question.
The Parthenon Temple undoubtedly had plenty of shameful history, but that hardly meant it belonged in the same breath as the