That ferocious expression made the Divine Attendant's face tremble violently with fear, and he almost cried, "I... I dare not deceive His Highness the Holy Son!
It's the priest who asked me to do this. "
He crossed his arms and hugged his shoulders, his forehead almost touching the ground, "I was wrong! I regret it!"
I beg the Holy Emperor not to punish me with thunder. "
Maybe the palace's brainwashing was too successful, and this guy actually thought that the thunder was dropped by the Holy Emperor far away in the Holy Yuan Continent.
"The Holy Emperor will forgive you.
Get up. "Gong Moxi said softly, and then said to the paladin behind him, "Take him into the interrogation department. "
The god's servant turned pale. If he went to the interrogation department, he would lose all his skin even if he didn't die.
Didn’t His Highness the Holy Son say that repentance can lead to forgiveness
He looked at Gong Moxi pleadingly,
“Holy…”
Gong Moxi looked at him, her glazed eyes filled with warm light, and smiled slightly.
The fearful heart of the god's servant suddenly settled, and he allowed the paladin to take him away.
He must have just gone to the Interrogation Department to go through the motions. After all, His Highness the Holy Son said he forgave him.
"Priest Zuo, I'd like to trouble you to go to the interrogation department." Gong Moxi smiled at Priest Zuo.
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son! I... I was wronged!" Priest Zuo said.
Gong Moxi just smiled and said nothing. From the beginning to now, the curvature of the corners of his mouth had not changed at all.
"And... and, now that I'm gone, who will host the competition!" Priest Zuo continued.
Although the referee team is composed of people from various major forces, the priests of the palace are the main referees.
"Qiao Sacrifice." Gong Moxi said.
"Yes, Your Highness." An old man with a stern and expressionless face stepped forward. Although his face was stern, his demeanor was upright and extraordinary.
"You will temporarily take over the position of referee." Gong Moxi said.
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Gu Dan'er, please take Zuoji down."
Soon, the paladin pressed Zuo Priest down.
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son, I am the chief referee personally appointed by the Red-coated Chief. Did you tell the Red-coated Chief when you did this?" Priest Zuo said unwillingly.
He is also looking forward to making a lot of money from this competition! Now he is behind bars!
Yesterday, people from Sifang Pavilion came to their door and asked him to help eliminate Yun Qingyan and gave him millions of Star Yuan Jade. He thought it was just a small thing. No matter how much the ants writhed, they couldn't arouse the wind wolf. When I thought about it, the boat capsized in the gutter!
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son acts aboveboard, justly and strictly. There is no need to report such trivial matters to me." A cold voice came, accompanied by a majestic momentum, like a giant dragon waking up and descending from the sky.
"Hmm!" For a moment, there were muffled sounds from below.
Even among the players in the upper realm, many took a step back with ugly expressions.
Yun Qingyan felt a heavy feeling in his chest, making him breathless.
The crimson fire in the sea of consciousness jumped suddenly, and a scorching power spread throughout the limbs, and the oppressive and breathless feeling disappeared instantly.
Yun Qingyan could vaguely sense that it was Huang Yan who took action.
High in the sky, a solemn middle-aged man in a red sacrificial dress glanced down. He paused slightly when he passed by Yun Qingyan, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned without leaving any trace, but it was as if he had just seen something. He looked away like a solitary ant without causing any disturbance.
"His cultivation must be above that of God Killing." Huo Yichen came to Yun Qingyan's side and lowered his voice.
(End of chapter)