"I can't defeat him."
Liu Zheng shook his head.
"But I can kill him."
Before Amelia could speak, he continued.
"Heh!"
An air of disdainful laughter seemed to float through the air.
"I admire your confidence, young man. However, this involves your job and the Church's secrets, and I hope you can judge this fully and cautiously."
Amelia did not laugh, but she expressed her skepticism diplomatically.
"Then let me judge again."
Liu Zheng closed his eyes, then immediately opened them.
"Judged, I can indeed kill him."
Setting aside his collection of bizarre and varied props, he also had a San Huamao that had mastered the Meow Meow Fist.
"However, Beethoven is a nice person. If you want me to kill him, you'll have to pay extra."
"No, this is just a judgment of strength. Master Beethoven is the Guardian of the Church and Yate, I naturally wouldn't have you kill him."
Amelia shook her head.
"Then what do you want me to do?"
"Before I tell you, you need to do something first."
