In the beginning, Lin Yan actually disagreed with dressing up like this, but Maurice had already placed the sofa.
He wore a black formal suit and elegantly and gentlemanly invited Lin Yan to sit down. After Lin Yan was seated, he took out a teacup and pastries from his spatial ring and placed them on the low table beside them.
"You've prepared quite thoroughly," Lin Yan felt very confused by his inexplicable sense of ritual.
"The one coming is the new Saintess of the Holy Light Church. We can't have you losing face in front of her."
He also took out a brand new evening gown, a white dress that shimmered brilliantly under the sunlight, looking very beautiful.
The material was clearly from the mermaid race. If her half-sister saw her like this, she would probably be so angry her nose would turn crooked.
As expected, seeing the new Saintess opposite her with such an angry and jealous expression made Maurice feel incredibly satisfied.
Seeing that the new Saintess was extremely displeased, especially since she dared to send people to try and kill Lin Yan, he wanted to kill her directly.
It was already being lenient on her to merely anger her like this.
The Saintess trembled slightly when she heard Lin Yan's words, forcing a smile and saying, "My father passed away long ago. I thought everyone in the empire knew that."
"Is that so? I thought your father was always unknown. After all, your nominal father died several years before you were born. Isn't your biological father my biased father, Sir Lyander?"
Lin Yan directly tore off her fig leaf, leaving her no room to maneuver.
"Ms. Angelina is truly joking." Her smile became even more strained.
Lin Yan's words made the people of the Holy Church curious. After all, it was quite astonishing that two Saintesses in succession had such a relationship.
However, looking at these two Saintesses, the difference was truly vast.
"Is that so? If you think it's a joke, then it's a joke," Lin Yan said indifferently.
"You said Sir Lyander was ill. As his daughter, why aren't you taking care of him! Although he is in the royal city, as long as you bow to His Majesty the Emperor, you can go and see him."
She seemed to have found a sore spot for Lin Yan, and her gaze towards Lin Yan carried a hint of superiority.
"Why should I take care of him? After all, the poison was administered by me, so why should I go and save him?
My dear father poisoned us three women for years for the sake of you and your mother. Now, after such a short time, he can't bear it anymore?"
"What, you administered the poison?!" The Saintess looked at Lin Yan with surprise and venom. "He is your father!"
"Father? Wasn't he more partial to you? That poison of his is very easy to cure. With your current strength, you can alleviate his pain by performing a few purifications. I calculated it perfectly, so would you like to go and see him?"
Lin Yan watched the expressions on the face of the Holy Saintess change repeatedly, finding it very amusing. She wondered what she would choose.
Would she choose to continue dealing with her and complete the mission given by the Holy Church, or would she return to the royal city to save her father.
Things here could proceed with or without her, but Sir Lyander over there needed her to save his life.
"You... How could you do such a thing!" The Holy Saintess looked at Lin Yan with even greater venom. She felt the gazes of the people from the Holy Church behind her seemed to be filled with something unusual.
They were all watching her make a fool of herself. No matter what she chose, it seemed wrong. Lin Yan had pushed her into a corner, leaving her unable to advance or retreat.