"My half-brother, by the same father, is the Holy Monarch," Frans replied.
Zi Qi looked at him, feeling an inexplicable sense of hostility arise, "Holy Monarch, Holy Church, Holy War Committee, what is the purpose of your selecting the Holy Mother?"
Frans did not answer, his gaze drifting towards the stairs of the banquet hall.
Outshining others, this was something Sally had done countless times before.
Even the most popular actresses had been trampled under her feet, vying for beauty and grasping all attention to herself, briefly basking in the vanity of glory, only to please the sight of one person.
This time for the banquet welcoming the Holy Mother, she also wanted to dazzle, but as she was selecting her evening gown, she was struck by a sudden bout of panic and hunger...
Thinking about the motives of Yu Yan and Yin Zang.
