...
"Filthy blood, to die under the Holy Scepter is your honor."
The Church Envoy coldly shook the blood off the scepter.
As if what just happened was a trivial matter.
...
Bu Ang stood in the center of the conference room, his voice deep yet filled with undeniable authority:
"From today onwards, my son Brick will be the head of the Special Agent Bureau! Anyone with objections will end up like them!"
The crowd seemed yet to recover from their shock!
No one reacted!
Until…
"Isn't this a bit too hasty?"
A slightly bold mid-level manager cautiously said.
Bu Ang's gaze was piercing, directed straight at him:
"Hasty? My son's ability is witnessed by all of you, now with the truth revealed, his baseless charges are cleared, and the position of chief belongs to him! Who dares disagree?"
The crowd looked at each other in dismay!
Seeing Bu Ang's cold gaze and the oppressive pressure of the Church personnel, no one dared to voice opposition.
