In Bocheng, a strikingly handsome figure sat atop the recently completed city wall. Eight heads hung from the wall beneath him, proof of his achievements.
In the Ancient Capital, he had helped the Judgment Tribunal, Magic Association, and Hunter Union capture Salang, Grand Deacon Hu Jin, and Head Cleric Wu Ku.
His record was nothing short of spectacular. The Military Mages below and the residents passing by looked at him with awe.
A breeze stirred his hair and clothes. Su Miu held his phone, his expression utterly foul.
Apparently, the Holy Judgment Court, which called its prison the most secure on the continent, had actually allowed someone to switch Salang out for an impostor.
The real Salang, Ye Chang, had been replaced by a blonde woman from the Black Vatican. The news made him laugh in anger. They had only sent Salang there a month ago, and these people had already let her escape?
His temperature began to rise. A girl's blush said more than any sweet nothings; a boy's reddened face said more than any profanity. He left a message on an international social platform, which read as follows.
[Master]: Truly the most secure prison on the continent. It even managed to suppress Salang from a Red Cardinal into an ordinary Black Vatican woman.
The Holy Judgment Court ignored him, largely because they were already humiliated. A Red Cardinal had escaped on their own turf, after they had assured Tianhua Country that their prison was the most secure in the world.
Barely a month later, Salang had made a mockery of them. They were now frantically searching for her, hoping to salvage their reputation.
"Fuck, the useless Holy Judgment Court. They're so good at dealing with heretics, but put them up against the Black Vatican and every last one