"Heretic, you still dare to speak insolently at death's door!" A member of the Papal Court of Light with an iron mask stood out and coldly said to the young man.
The young man sighed, stood up from the bed, and putting on his coat, he said, "Are the people from the Papal Court of Light always this unruly now? Or could it be that I have been too low-key, so much so that every Tom, Dick, and Harry dares to bark at me?"
It was then that Alessandro got a clear view of the man's face and couldn't help exclaiming in shock, "It's you? How could it be you! How could the Dark Church allow you to come to Huaxia?"
The young man chuckled, "Ah, it looks like someone finally recognizes me, I'm truly touched! But what's wrong with me coming to Huaxia? I am a law-abiding guest in Huaxia, is it that only you people can come to Huaxia, and we cannot?"
"Uncle Alessandro, who is this person?" The Bright Saintess asked, sensing something unusual in Alessandro.
