“That’s right.”
“St. Anne’s Church has no grievances with martial artists of Sol. What do you mean by this?”
“Are you sure there are no grievances?” James smirked, and his face darkened.
He said coldly, “Then, let me ask you, was a pair of mother and daughter from Sol brought here two months ago?”
The Archbishop’s face immediately changed.
His expression gave James the answer he needed. He was sure that Delilah and her mother had been brought to the church.
Suddenly, a potent energy erupted from him.
With a flash, he appeared in front of the Archbishop instantly.
He was fast, and before the Archbishop could react, a long sword was already pressed against his neck.
James had drawn his sword and pressed it on the Archbishop’s neck.
“Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance to live. I’ll ask questions, and you’ll answer, understand? If your answers don’t satisfy me, then don’t blame me for being merciless,” James threatened coldly.
Fear arose in the Archbishop’s heart.
The Archbishop was a strong man and was ranked thirty-second in the Global Elysian Ranking.
The Elysian Ranking was the powerhouses’ leaderboard in the world. Since he was ranked thirty-two on the Global Elysian Ranking, it meant only thirty-two could defeat him.
However, faced with this ancient martial artist from Sol, he did not want to fight back.
If the ancient martial artists from Sol intended to kill him, he would already be a corpse.
Beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
Soon, sweat rolled down his face and drenched his golden robe.
He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
“W-What do you want to ask?”
He desperately tried to calm himself down, but his teeth trembled as he spoke, and he stuttered through his words.
“Was a pair of mother and daughter sent here two months ago?”
“Yes,” The Archbishop replied honestly.
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