"Is there no other way?" Moer furrowed her brows and said angrily, "What about Lord Beibei? Won't he voluntarily give up marrying Lord Cui Beixi? Since both parties are victims, why doesn't he give Lord Cui Beixi the freedom to choose?"
"Lord Moer, Lord Cui Beixi has already desecrated the sacred office of Shaman Wei An; her victim status should follow that of Lord Beibei." Pope Brut cautiously chose his words, noting that even though Richard remained silent, his penetrating gaze made Brut uneasy. Richard is not someone to be trifled with; the Pope had experienced his prowess before, nearly getting beaten in Sabak City. Brut confidently believed that whatever this fellow said could certainly be done!
"Which one is Lord Beibei?" Helen, with a cold and beautiful face, scanned the priests on the main platform, her tone icy.
"Come out!" Moer's sharp shout made several priests raise their eyes.
