No restrictions had been set up in this room, and the door was nothing more than an ordinary door. Yet when it was closed, not one of the many important figures standing outside dared probe what was happening inside, even in the slightest.
The gulf in rank and status was the most secure form of "isolation" in this world.
But once the door opened-no, more precisely, once Vic opened the door to let Kallen and the others in but failed to close it in time...
What happened in the room naturally fell within the sight and hearing of everyone outside.
The Whip of Order had always held an exceptional position within the Order God Church, placing the Whip Bearer above the heads of the Church's other branches. At one point in history, the position had even carried alternate membership in the Round Table Conference.
Although reforms had stripped the Whip Bearer of that qualification, the new High Priest had now introduced a series of new policies, with a particularly clear goal of rebuilding the Whip of Order's middle and lower ranks. In addition, the current Whip Bearer was a trusted lieutenant of the High Priest's faction, giving the position exceptional standing once more.
There were even rumors that once the Whip of Order fully recovered, it would only be natural for Fudeng to regain his qualification as an alternate at the Round Table.
Such an important figure had been splashed like that, then scolded like that.
It was impossible to say he felt no anger, but it was equally impossible to insist that anger alone drove his subsequent words and actions.
Fudeng's rank, status, and position dictated that, under these circumstances, this was the only response he could make.
First, he was the highest authority in the Whip of Order.