Yu Chen peeked out from behind Motan's shoulder, timidly looked at the smiling yet playful Saintess in front of him, and whispered, "I am not..."
"It was me." Motan gently lifted his head, pushing Yu Chen's small face back a little. He calmly told Shariann, "I've been manipulating Mr. Tero's plans lately, infiltrating numerous 'messengers' into the team without him knowing, even volunteers who wanted to join the rescue squad from a few days ago. Truth be told, some of them are mild plague carriers."
Tero's face, already gloomy, turned more ashen: "How dare you..."
"Didn't I tell you to remain silent?"
Shariann casually placed the crucifix gently on Tero's shoulder. His complexion immediately turned from green to bluish-purplish, clearly unable to speak another word, his legs were trembling...
"Your turn, Hei Fan" The Fairy Saintess narrowed her eyes mischievously, "I am curious about how you managed to convince the infected civilians to participate. What did you tell them?"
