The leader was a handsome man with a red robe as red as blood. The blood jade waistband on his waist flashed red like blood in the sun. He was Gong Ao, the great priest of the Temple of Punishment who had just taken office.
Behind him were several red-clothed priests and hundreds of red-armored knights.
When the white-clothed priests accompanying him saw him, their eyes flashed with strange colors.
Mingche jumped off the carriage and hugged Gong Ao, who was on the horse, without being humble or condescending, "Senior Brother Gong, please give way!"
"Give?!" Gong Ao looked at him condescendingly, "Give what?!"
"Gong Ao!" The white-clothed priest on the side couldn't bear it any longer. He looked at Gong Ao who was standing on the horse with red eyes, "Don't bully others too much. The Holy Son has inherited the mantle of the great priest and is now the great priest of light. How can you
So disrespectful to him?!"
"Great Priest of Light?!" Gong Ao sneered, "He helped his brother Mingyue persuade the believers around the Holy City to retreat. How can someone who is so disloyal and disloyal to the temple have the right to be a Great Priest of Light?!"
"Whether His Royal Highness the Holy Son is qualified or not is not up to you!" Another white-armored warrior snorted coldly, "As for the great priest trying to persuade believers around the Holy City to retreat, he naturally has his own reasons!"
"The reason?!" Gong Aoju glanced at the warrior arrogantly, and his eyes fell on Mingche again, "I want to know what the reason is!"
Ming Che's face remained as calm as a deep lake, without any ripples. "The reason why I did that is because I am the Great Priest of Light!"
His tone was extremely firm.
His expression was solemn and holy.
"God's words, the one of light, give people warmth. Since I am the great priest of light, I will not watch the temple believers bleed and sacrifice in vain!" Mingche took a deep breath, "Those who follow the light are all protected by me.
What I did was not wrong!”
Straightforward and courageous.
Upright and bright.
He firmly believed in the light in his heart, so everything from his body to his heart was filled with light.
"As the great priest of punishment, I think you did something wrong!" Gong Ao said proudly.
Mingche was neither angry nor annoyed, and said calmly, "You are all great priests. You are not qualified to judge whether what I do is right or wrong!"
Not to be contemptuous, but to tell the truth.
According to the rules of the temple, the right and wrong of the high priest must be decided by the Pope and the elders of Zongluyuan.
Seeing Ming Che's calm face, all the priests and deacons of the Temple of Light let out a long sigh of relief.
Everyone on this journey was worried that this young man, who had always been kind and gentle, would suffer the consequences of the Temple of Punishment.
Today, Ming Che's performance has surprised everyone.
Whether it was the people from the Temple of Light or Gong Ao and his men.
Sitting on the horse, Gong Ao was speechless.
He suddenly discovered that, looking at the slightly haggard young man in front of him, there was an indescribable power in the calmness. The power was not sharp, but it was like the sea. Although it was quiet, it made people naturally awe.
Then, Gong Ao became unwilling.
For many years, the two Sons of God have been highly regarded figures in the temple.
Since the day he entered the palace, Gong Ao has regarded Ming Che as someone he must surpass. He is naturally very talented and works very hard. Even so, he can only keep pace with him. In terms of strength level, he has never been able to surpass him.
Clear.
This time, I thought I could become a great priest before him.
Unexpectedly, in the end, he and he were still moving forward together.
Gong Ao was unwilling to give in. He waited for Mingche to come back and struck him head-on.
Although that young man was very talented, Gong Ao firmly believed that he was better than Ming Che when it came to dealing with people.
However, today, when he really faced Mingche again, he realized that things were not as simple as he imagined.
This young man seems to be no longer the weak and easily bullied Ming Che!
PS: Chapter 8, that’s it today. One final word, I actually like Mingche very much (infinite echo)!