Tsk.
Chen Fan found he too had the knack for saying things that could drive people to their death.
Yin Ping hadn't elaborated on the complexities of the matter, but he understood that the dangers involved couldn't be summarized by a single sentence.
Seeing Chen Fan's expression, Ge Jun knew what he was thinking.
He pouted, "You're overthinking it."
"We just thought of doing a few practice runs first. Once the branch hall's jailbreak was smooth, we went to Haier Si Che to rescue you."
Chen Fan raised an eyebrow and looked at Ge Jun, remaining silent for a moment.
The gaze made Ge Jun feel somewhat uneasy. He shifted his posture. "Is there a problem?"
"It seems you and Luo Sheng have a good relationship?"
Suddenly brought up, Luo Sheng was utterly bewildered: ...
What did he have to do with it?
It was the others who immediately understood.
Luo Sheng was lively and loved to chatter.
Chen Fan was indirectly saying that Ge Jun talked too much.
Ge Jun pursed his lips and simply shut his mouth.
"Where's the person you rescued?"
Ge Jun remained silent.
Chen Fan felt helpless, regretting his own impulsiveness.
He looked at Yin Ping. "Where's the person we rescued?"
Yin Ping rubbed his nose, concealing the smile in his eyes. "They've all been sent to Miss Tong."
"Mr. Ge has already sent all the Iris grass. Later, Mr. Ouyang also made an additional investment. In short, Miss Tong's end has been very smooth."
"The speed of alchemy should be more than half faster than we initially anticipated."
This was a rare piece of good news.
It seemed that with a little more time, they could completely forge a god-slaying army.
Chen Fan let out a long sigh, tapping his fingertips on the table. "We're still missing something."
Luo Sheng raised an eyebrow. "Just a little?"
"That's the temple taking root on this continent! Relying on just a few of us? Brother Fan, I know you're individually powerful, but we need to be realistic."
"We're still far from it!"
"But it's not a problem!" Luo Sheng patted his chest. "We have faith! With faith, there's a future!"
Why were all these classmates so difficult to manage this time?
The battle hadn't even begun, and they were already learning to praise the enemy?
Chen Fan took a deep breath. "Can you let me finish?"
Luo Sheng blinked, quickly zipped his lips, and then gestured to Chen Fan, indicating he should continue.
Chen Fan nodded, then looked at Chris, who was sitting to the side. "The temple is the faith of the masses in all of Europa. To confront them head-on, besides forming opposing factions, the most important thing is to shatter their supreme status in the hearts of the people."
Chris frowned. "The reason they've maintained their long-standing status is that they've never given any clear handle to grasp. If it weren't for that trip to the cemetery, I would still be in the dark."
"To expose the true face of the temple, relying on our few mouths—without concrete evidence—will likely be of little effect."
Chen Fan smiled and shook his head. "We're not without proof."
Chris frowned, not immediately understanding Chen Fan's meaning.
Chen Fan glanced at Ge Jun, who was sitting silently. "You've likely heard of this gentleman's name before."
Ge Jun frowned.
He knew what Chen Fan intended to do but didn't stop him.
Under the puzzled gazes of Chris and the others, Chen Fan said faintly, "The fallen god who once had a world-shattering battle with the Pope, Xing Tian."
This—
Everyone's faces were filled with astonishment.
Luo Sheng even leaped up from his seat.
Xing Tian?
The friend he'd been treating as a brother for so many days was Xing Tian?!
Luo Sheng looked as if he'd seen a ghost, prostrating himself before this legendary figure.
"I thought you were dead!"
Ge Jun: ...
Seeing his darkened expression, Luo Sheng paused, then forced a dry laugh and patted Ge Jun on the shoulder. "But I've always respected you!"
"It's the kind of respect where I believe they can erect a statue of you at the temple ruins a thousand years from now."
Ge Jun: Was not comforted.
Chen Fan
"You don't believe me?"
Luo Sheng quickly patted his chest to guarantee, "I genuinely think you're remarkable. From a cultivation prodigy of the temple for a hundred years to a rebel god hunted by everyone, if anyone sold your posters, I'd buy thousands and plaster them in every corner of the Luo Sect."
This time, before Ge Jun could speak, Chen Fan, who was beside them, nodded leisurely. "You still have that opportunity."
"There are quite a few posters of him on the black market. Remember to have Luo Er go purchase some then."
"Black market?"
Luo Sheng looked at Chen Fan with a bewildered expression. "What does this have to do with the black market?"
Now it was Chen Fan's turn to be surprised. He looked at Luo Sheng as if he were an idiot. "You've known each other for so long, and you don't even know his name is Ge Jun?"
Luo Sheng shook his head.
Before, they were focused on rescuing Chen Fan; who had the time to care about his name?
"What's wrong with Ge Jun? That name sounds very ordinary. How does this relate to the black market..."
"Ge Jun?!"
Luo Sheng suddenly reacted. He looked at the person before him in shock, as if seeing him for the first time. "The boxing champion, Ge Jun?"
Ge Jun: ...
He genuinely didn't want to talk to Luo Sheng.
Chen Fan helplessly held his forehead and immediately spoke to end the farce.
"I want you to arrange a meeting between me and the patriarchs of the five major families."