The Radiance of the Church Nation increased once more, and An Su's expression became even more sincere. This time, however, he didn't tell a single lie—An Su genuinely wanted to rescue Mr. Demon.
After all, if Mr. Demon were to die in service at the Judgement Court, according to the laws of the Church Nation, the bill would fall on him to pay.
The Judgement Court is a splendid structure built over thousands of years within the Church Nation. If the Judgement Court were burned down, An Su would have to pay off all 800,000.
An Su was not lying. It was fortunate that Luojia arrived; otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"I knew from the start you were up to no good."
Luojia sighed helplessly, the evening glow still lingering on her cheeks. She pouted angrily, her long snow-white hair naturally falling on her shoulders. Her brown leather boots stomped on the ground discontentedly. "I won't help you."
