Guangming City, a busy street, was crowded with people.
At this moment, everyone on both sides of the road was drawn to the scene on the street.
It was a convertible sports car.
The driver was a spirited young man, and two stunning beauties were seated in the car.
This in itself was a rare sight, but the crowd on both sides of the road was not looking at them.
Instead, they were looking at the dozen or so men in black behind the car, who were tied by ropes and forced to run along.
People had seen others walking their dogs with a car, but this was the first time they had seen anyone walking people with a car.
Therefore, many people took out their phones and recorded videos, preparing to upload them to the internet.
...
Guangming Hall.
After dealing with Hausman, the Pope was leisurely lying on his reclining chair, basking in the sun.
However, this leisure did not last long, as a guard approached him.
"Your Holiness, Ye Cangtian is causing trouble again!"
Hmm?
Upon hearing this, the Pope's eyes immediately opened, and a smile appeared on his face.
Trouble was good! The bigger the trouble, the faster Ye Cangtian would die!
Thinking this, he said, "Tell me, what has happened now?"
The guard quickly replied, "Ye Cangtian and two others drove a sports car, with a group of petty thieves tied behind it, speeding through the commercial district of Guangming City..."
Petty thieves?
The Pope's expression darkened. If those tied up were prominent nobles or ordinary citizens, he could have made a fuss.
But now that they were petty thieves, he could not conveniently intervene.
After all, Guangming Hall still had its reputation, and how could it be associated with petty thieves!
"What kind of petty thieves dare to provoke the Huaxia delegation?"
The Pope inquired, his expression also darkening.
If it were at any other time or place, he would have wished for someone to cause trouble for Ye Cangtian, but not now!
Ye Cangtian now had the status of a Huaxia delegation member, and he outwardly had the responsibility to protect Ye Cangtian.
In other words, causing trouble for Ye Cangtian was causing trouble for himself.
He was also annoyed by these ignorant petty thieves.
"I'm not sure. These petty thieves are all dressed in black and wearing masks, so their appearances cannot be seen."
"By the way, Your Holiness, if you are interested, I can retrieve some videos for you!"
The guard beside him quickly offered.
The person who came to report had already spoken, and some videos had been uploaded online, so it was not difficult for him to find them.
"No need, they are just a few petty thieves, and I am too lazy to watch them."
The Pope waved his hand, was silent for a moment, and then said, "Arrange for Hasal to deal with these petty thieves. Remember, no severe punishment is needed!"
The Pope gave a simple instruction and closed his eyes.
Although these petty thieves were ignorant, anyone who dared to offend the Huaxia delegation during this period was considered a brave man.
Therefore, he decided to spare their lives, as they might be useful to him in the future, or continue to cause trouble for the Huaxia forces!
Report!
As the guard beside him withdrew, another guard approached.
He went directly to the Pope's side, and seeing the Pope's impatient expression, he quickly lowered his head respectfully.
"Your Holiness, Ye Cangtian and others have arrived outside the hall and request an audience with Your Holiness!"
Hmm?
The Pope's expression instantly turned grim.
Was Ye Cangtian bringing these petty thieves here to deliberately disgust him?
Was he trying to imply that Guangming City's public order was poor?
Thinking this, the Pope waved his hand, then stood up and headed to the main hall.
After all, it was the Huaxia delegation requesting an audience, and he could not refuse.
However, when the Pope arrived at the main hall, his brow immediately furrowed.
As he had expected, Ye Cangtian and the other two were present.
In addition to the three of them, there were ten more figures standing in a row with their heads lowered, dressed in black and wearing masks, making their appearances indistinguishable.
What could be seen now was their extreme dishevelment.
Each of them was panting on the ground, as exhausted as dogs, and their shoes were worn through, their feet bleeding.
Seeing this, the Pope glanced at Ye Cangtian and frowned, "Ye Cangtian, you are truly impolite! Bringing just anyone to my hall, look at their appearance, they have dirtied my hall!"
"Your Holiness, I have my reasons!"
Ye Cangtian cupped his hands towards the Pope and continued helplessly, "I merely wanted to tour the scenery of Guangming Hall, but unfortunately, I encountered petty thieves along the way, which ruined my mood."
"Ye Cangtian, you are also a quasi-Heavenly level expert. You should have dealt with a few petty thieves yourself, why come to me?" the Pope said impatiently.
In his opinion, Ye Cangtian was just looking for trouble and bothering him with such trivial matters.
"Alas, Your Holiness, I deeply understand that this is not Huaxia, and I have no law enforcement authority here."
"Therefore, I cannot deal with obstacles encountered!"
Ye Cangtian sighed and continued, "Moreover, these petty thieves were also using the name of Guangming Hall. Whether it's true or false, I dare not punish them, so I can only ask Your Holiness to make a decision!"
What?
People from Guangming Hall?
Upon hearing this, the Pope's frown deepened.
If they were from Guangming Hall, and this spread, Guangming Hall would be branded as an organization that attacked a delegation, and its reputation would be ruined!
Thinking this, he looked at the men in black and said angrily, "You petty thieves, quickly remove your masks! I want to see who you are, to dare impersonate people from Guangming Hall!"
The roar fell.
Montesi and the others, who were panting, had no choice but to reach up and remove their masks.
The reason they wore masks was to avoid being recognized when parading through the city. Now that the Pope had ordered it, they dared not disobey.
"This..."
When the Pope saw that all ten were familiar faces, his chest heaved violently, and his large hand trembled.
They were actually from Guangming Hall, and moreover, they were Cardinals of Guangming Hall!
Wait!
The guard had said earlier that these people were tied to the car and made to run?
Boom!
For a moment, the Pope's mind rumbled.
He knew very well that these people must have gone to find trouble for Ye Cangtian, just like Hausman.
But they had failed to defeat Ye Cangtian and were instead humiliated by him, not only losing their own face but also the face of Guangming Hall!
Thinking this, the Pope's eyes darted around.
These people had their faces covered before, so it was likely that no one knew their true identities.
Therefore, there were two ways to handle this.
One was to admit their identities and apologize to Ye Cangtian. If this got out, Guangming Hall's reputation would be lost.
The second was to deny their identities and treat them as petty thieves.
This way, he would not have to apologize to Ye Cangtian, and no one would know these people's identities, thus preserving Guangming Hall's reputation.
However, to prevent this matter from leaking and to give Ye Cangtian an explanation, he might have to eliminate these ten Cardinals.
The choice between Guangming Hall's reputation and the lives of ten Cardinals presented itself in the Pope's mind.
The next moment, he glanced at Ye Cangtian and said calmly, "Ye Cangtian, how did these people offend you?"
"Your Holiness, I am a Huaxia person after all, and some people may not believe what I say."
"So, I'll just show you the video directly!"
As he spoke, Ye Cangtian took out his phone, brought up the video, and turned the phone screen towards the Pope.
Yes, he did not hand the phone to him.
On one hand, at such a distance, it would not be a problem for the Pope, with his Heavenly level cultivation, to see the picture clearly.
On the other hand, he was also worried that the Pope might destroy the evidence, and if he reneged on his word, he would have no recourse.
Damn it! The 'some people' you're talking about is me, isn't it?
Is there anyone else in the hall besides me!
The Pope cursed inwardly, but his gaze was still locked onto the phone. The next moment, his face suddenly flushed red.