Watching the penguin horse shake its head and leave, the group discussed for a while longer.
"Boss, how about I sleep with you today? Sleeping alone is quite boring. I'm used to sleeping with you at Hengtai Villa. I'm not used to it lately."
Qin Dou asked the young king of the nation.
Originally, the two of them slept in the same room when they were at Hengtai Villa.
After arriving here, they each had their own room. Separated like this, Qin Dou felt uncomfortable all over.
"Go sleep with Jiang Xin, you brat. I'm quite comfortable sleeping alone." The young king of the nation glared at Qin Dou with disdain and cursed.
"Don't! I'm also quite comfortable sleeping alone," Jiang Xin quickly waved his hands.
"What are two grown men doing sleeping in the same bed?"
"It's not like we don't have the conditions now."
"Back in Hengda Villa, it was a different story when conditions didn't allow.
"Now that we have the conditions, for two grown men to sleep in the same bed, they must be crazy. I doubt there's anyone crazy enough in this entire villa, right?"
"It's not like sleeping with a woman, which would be enjoyable."
"Uh... what are you guys looking at me like that for? I mean, it's boring. Isn't it nice to chat, brag a bit, and then sleep?" Qin Dou quickly explained, afraid of being misunderstood.
"Get lost, I'm not interested," the young king of the nation continued to curse.
The group bickered happily. No matter who it was, if they didn't exchange a few words, they felt like something was missing.
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Vatican.
In a certain mysterious place, an old man leaned on his scepter, listening to a report from someone below.
"Your Holiness, according to the report from Knight Commander Harold Walke, King Hughes attacked him and even declared that he awaits Your Holiness's visit at any time. This is a secret document transmitted by Knight Commander Harold Walke." A knight knelt on the ground, placed one hand on his chest, and said respectfully.
He then produced a secret document and held it high.
"I understand. You may withdraw," the Pope said calmly after receiving the secret document, as if nothing had happened, and waved for the person to leave.
After the person withdrew, the Pope muttered to himself, "King Hughes, the authority of the Pope cannot be insulted. Don't you understand this?"
The Pope was considered one of the famous powerhouses in this world. No one in Europe dared to provoke the Pope.
Even those not involved in cultivation had heard of the Pope's reputation.
Now that King Hughes had openly attacked someone from the Holy See, it was tantamount to showing disrespect to Pope Paul. This concerned the Pope's honor, and the Pope would naturally not let it go easily.
Moreover, King Hughes had forced Philip VI to break one of his legs. Although it did not violate the cultivators' covenant, it was considered a breach of worldly rules.
As for the master King Hughes mentioned, a Chinese traditional Chinese medicine doctor, it left the Pope utterly bewildered.
The cultivators in China had always been very mysterious. Especially since there was another type of person among them, the immortal cultivators, who were truly terrifying existences.
When Pope Paul was young, he had encountered real immortal cultivators. The strength of these people was indeed terrifying.
Could this traditional Chinese medicine doctor also be an immortal cultivator?
The only way King Hughes could pledge allegiance to someone was if that person was stronger than him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have pledged allegiance.
Pope Paul had lived for several hundred years. He wasn't so foolish as to have wasted centuries of his life. After his analysis and sorting, he concluded that the Chinese traditional Chinese medicine doctor was not to be trifled with, and no malicious thoughts should be harbored towards him.
He had sufficient confidence in his own strength and was sure he could teach King Hughes a lesson, but he knew his limits. Even if he could defeat King Hughes, it would come at a cost.
Furthermore, someone who could make King Hughes pledge allegiance likely possessed strength beyond his imagination.
After coming to this realization, Pope Paul contacted King Hughes personally through his special channels.
"Old friend, it's been decades since we last met. I heard your power has greatly increased. Congratulations, congratulations." Pope Paul asked with a smile, completely ignoring the events that had transpired in Spain.
"Don't try to get close. Who is your old friend? Are you here to hold me accountable?" King Hughes was not polite at all.
He knew Pope Paul too well. Despite the smiling face he presented, he could be frightening when he decided to be.
Those Westerners liked to hide behind their robes and act profound. They were all smiling tigers who would devour people without spitting out the bones.
"How dare I? You are the renowned King Hughes. How could I dare to hold you accountable?" Pope Paul's attitude remained gentle.
"If you have something to say, say it quickly. I don't have time to brag with you," King Hughes said directly.
"Haha... I just wanted to inquire about the person behind you, that Chinese traditional Chinese medicine doctor," Pope Paul said, unfazed by being called out and letting out a hearty laugh.
Pope Paul maintained a cold and aloof demeanor in front of his own people.
However, in front of people of the same cultivation level as King Hughes, he adopted a more amiable and low-key approach.
The most important reason these people lived for so long was that they understood better than anyone that self-preservation was fundamental.
They had lived for so long. Who wasn't an old monster by now? How could they lack brains and resort to shouting about fighting and killing at the slightest provocation?
"Old man, to tell you the truth, you are not qualified to inquire about my master," King Hughes said mockingly.
"You want to inquire about Xia Feng?
"Have you lived too long, or do you think too highly of yourself?"
King Hughes insulted Pope Paul like this, but the latter did not get angry. He still smiled and said, "We are all cultivators. The strong are to be respected. Is there anything wrong with me showing respect to a powerful individual?"
"No."
King Hughes couldn't refute this point.
In the path of cultivation, the strong were indeed to be respected.
Moreover, Xia Feng was indeed a person worthy of respect.
"Then give me a way to contact him. I'll pay him a personal visit," Pope Paul said.
"My master is unaware of this matter, and you will not be able to find out anything. Do what you need to do and do not attempt to disturb my master's life," King Hughes warned.
"Alright, then we have nothing more to discuss." Pope Paul said no more.
As for what he was thinking in his heart, King Hughes had no idea.
With such a powerful individual on the continent, Pope Paul, being a powerhouse himself, couldn't possibly not be interested.
As long as one doesn't court death, one won't die.
"Someone." Pope Paul called out towards the entrance of the main hall.
"Your Holiness, please instruct me," the person who entered said respectfully.
"Recall everyone from Spain and sever all ties with Spain from now on." Pope Paul, without the slightest hesitation, immediately ordered the recall of all personnel in Spain.
"Yes, Your Holiness."
The person respectfully responded and then quietly withdrew. The Pope's commands were not to be questioned.
Pope Paul watched the retreating figure, his gaze directed eastward, his mind lost in thought.