It was night.
Vatican International Airport, at the arrival gate.
Despite it being half-past nine in the evening, the airport was still bustling with people. Especially after two figures emerged from the arrival gate, it caused a stir among many at the airport.
"What a beautiful woman."
"Is that fatty her husband? My God, I'm so envious he could marry such a beautiful woman."
"No doubt, that fatty is either exceptionally talented in certain aspects or has immense wealth."
"I think it's wealth. Look at the many bodyguards following them; they're definitely rich."
Meanwhile.
Ignoring the surrounding discussions, the fatty and the gardener picked up their phones, opened maps, and then the fatty said:
"The Holy See headquarters is quite a distance from here. What do you say? Shall we find a hotel to settle down first, or go take a look?"
"Let's go take a look first."
To avoid revealing their true intentions, the gardener replied casually.
As soon as he spoke, the butler beside them chimed in:
"As expected of you, Master, so wise and resourceful. We'll scout the area first, then find a hotel. This way, we can better plan our next steps."
Gardener: "..."
Following that.
The gardener and his companions took a car and headed towards the Holy See headquarters. They weren't afraid of being suspected for going so late. Not only was it the Holy See headquarters, but it was also the pilgrimage site for Christianity worldwide. Even at night, it was brightly lit, attracting even more tourists to visit after dark.
...
After a while.
They arrived near the Holy See headquarters.
"The security is very tight."
The fatty muttered. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, he leaped onto a large tree and gazed at the Holy See buildings from the treetop. He could feel many powerful presences within the Holy See, which led him to ask the gardener beside him:
"I sense a very pure, sacred aura, a national treasure level one. That must be the Pope. He's still at the Holy See. We need to lure him out."
The gardener nodded, not wanting to miss this rare opportunity.
"Besides the Pope, there seems to be another presence, likely the head of the Inquisition. Actually, these are minor issues. My subordinates just mentioned they would lure them out, but the Holy See headquarters is too vast. I don't know where Zhang Wei is hidden."
His meaning was clear: the Holy See was enormous. Forget assassinating Zhang Wei; even finding him would take time, let alone killing him. It was possible that by the time the Pope and the others reacted, they wouldn't have even killed Zhang Wei.
Just as the fatty was about to respond.
The butler beside them spoke:
"Master, this matter can be entrusted to me. I can go and gather intelligence for you first. You know my intelligence-gathering capabilities."
Gardener: "..."
Fatty: "..."
At this moment.
Both the gardener and the fatty simultaneously felt the urge to kill the butler. However, on the surface, they could only respond with forced smiles.
The fatty chuckled:
"Oh my, Gardener, your subordinate is quite capable. A lot of talent there. Young man, you've performed well. How about you follow me from now on? I'll cover for you."
The gardener waved his hand:
"He used to be in the intelligence department of the Blasphemy Association. I almost forgot about that. I can't give him to you. If I did, it would be difficult for me to get intelligence later."
Upon hearing this, the butler quickly flattered:
"I am willing to serve Master with all my heart until death."
Then.
With the butler's interference, after scouting the area, the gardener and the fatty went to a hotel, leaving the butler to gather intelligence.
...
On the other side.
In Zhang Wei's room at the Holy See.
At this moment.
Zhang Wei's room was filled with people, including his second martial uncle, as well as Hill, Welber, and a host of fallen angels.
"Xiao Xue, can you help me organize some documents? The professor from Shou'er University just told me he needs to write a paper, and I'm not feeling well. Could you find some materials for me?"
Knowing that the fatty and the gardener would be coming tonight.
For this reason.
Zhang Wei casually found an excuse to send Lu Lianxue away, intending to keep her out of danger. He added:
"Oh, and Xiao Xue, bring Second Martial Uncle, Amy, and Phyllis along too. I have many enemies, and I'm worried about you being alone."
"But if Second Martial Uncle is taken away, then Zhang Wei..."
Before she could finish speaking.
Lu Lianxue glanced at Hill and the others present, and immediately closed her mouth. Zhang Wei was not lacking in protection.
Then.
After Lu Lianxue and the others left, Zhang Wei finally spoke:
"I believe you are all aware that my Great Xia has professions like Heavenly Scribes and赊刀人 (She Dao Ren), who divine and exorcise ghosts. To be honest, I have some knowledge in this area as well. Earlier, when I went to the restroom, I looked out the window at the night sky. Through my observation of the stars, I have a feeling that I might be attacked by enemies tonight."
"Therefore, I hope you can protect me. The fact that they dare to attack and kill tonight, especially while I am in the Holy See, suggests they are not weak. Please stay alert."
As soon as he spoke.
Hill and the others were stunned. The next moment, their eyes blazed with anger:
"What? Someone dares to target Mr. Zhang Wei?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang Wei, with us here, we will surely protect you."
"No matter who they are, we will kill them."
Now that they knew Zhang Wei could even purify his descendants, the fallen angels regarded Zhang Wei as a highly sought-after individual. Upon hearing that someone wanted to kill Zhang Wei, their anger flared.
Seeing this.
Zhang Wei continued:
"I believe they dare to act because of the rumors of my weakness in the outside world, coupled with the fact that the Holy See has recently suffered heavy losses. That's why they dare to target me. However, they don't know that I have signed a contract with you fallen angels, and we can use this to catch them off guard."
"Mr. Zhang Wei, do you have any ideas?"
"Yes. You will all lie in ambush around me. If they come, I will give you a signal, and then you can emerge, creating a pincer attack. I'm sure the enemy will not be able to react."
"Understood."
...
On the other side.
12 AM.
Although only a little over an hour had passed, the butler had already obtained intelligence about the room Zhang Wei was staying in. Immediately, he informed the gardener and the fatty.
In response.
Even though the fatty and the gardener cursed the butler countless times in their hearts, they decided to act.
Following that.
According to the plan previously made, the gardener's subordinates, using their identities from the Blasphemy Association and posing as attackers, successfully lured away the Pope and the head of the Inquisition.
At this moment.
"Let's go."
The fatty said with a forced resolve and rushed towards Zhang Wei's room first. He needed to alert Zhang Wei before the gardener made his move.
Simultaneously.
The gardener watched the fatty charge out first and did not stop him. His actions perfectly aligned with her intentions:
"Excellent. You go out first. When you attack my godson, I can take the opportunity to stab him in the back."
Soon.
With ulterior motives, both of them rushed into Zhang Wei's room one after another.
The fatty kicked open the door and arrogantly shouted:
"Zhang Wei, I finally found an opportunity, you villain! Die for me!"
As he spoke.
The fatty, who had rushed in front of Zhang Wei, couldn't see his face because the gardener was behind him. He winked at Zhang Wei, signaling him to look behind him and be wary of the gardener.
In response.
Zhang Wei understood immediately. He picked up the national treasure-level fan in one hand and the Heart of the First God in the other. While looking behind him, he prepared to release the signal.
However, in the next second.
Seeing the gardener's appearance behind him, Zhang Wei, who was about to release the signal, froze.
At the same time.
Facing the fatty's impending attack on Zhang Wei, the gardener did not hesitate. A fierce look flashed across her beautiful face as she reached out to strike the fatty's head.
The fatty seemed to sense it and quickly looked behind him. His pupils contracted sharply, and he was momentarily stunned... Damn it, what's going on? Gardener, are you sure you're aiming correctly?!
Everything happened too fast.
The fatty had no time to react and could only show a look of despair... Could it be that the Senluo Division discovered my identity as a mole? Alas, is my villainous life about to end here?
Just as the gardener's hand was about to reach the fatty's head.
A voice suddenly rang out.
The gardener's attacking motion paused slightly:
"...Godmother?! Wait! Godmother, don't attack!!!"
It was Zhang Wei's voice.
He had clearly seen the gardener's appearance and recognized her. Wasn't she He Juan, a good friend of his father? At the same time, he sensed her aura, which was the same as the strange ghostly aura he had felt when his father took him to pay respects to He Juan.
...