"All right, I'll leave the rest for you to wrap up."
Byrne spoke as he stretched lightly. Vic was sitting on the desk opposite him.
Vic reached out with both hands and patted the two stacks of case files on the desk, each nearly as tall as an adult. There were roughly as many case files on Byrne's desk as well. He said with a wry smile:
"When am I ever going to finish processing all these case files?"
Byrne picked up his coffee cup, took a sip, and said, "I've already handled the hardest part for you. However difficult the rest is, it'll only cost you some more time and energy. You have plenty of time left, while I don't have much anymore."
"Don't say that. I believe you'll live a long, healthy life."
"Whatever happens, being able to carry this out was still a pleasure and a satisfaction."
This was a Great Purge destined to go down in the Church's history, one whose scale and far-reaching impact were both exceedingly rare.
However, first, the High Priest's declaration had come before it and drawn too much attention; second, very few of the targets of this purge were truly top-ranking officials. As a result, awareness of this Great Purge both inside and outside the Church lagged somewhat behind.
For now, only those with truly discerning eyes could see just what this move meant.
It meant that the Second-in-Command of the Whip of Order had completed his own baptism by following the Whip of Order's purest path of advancement. Like some particular religious rite, it had established his position in terms of both "legitimacy" and "tradition."
If something unexpected happened to Fudeng now and he stepped down, and the High Priest remained the same or had no intention of overturning and