An obscure wave of witchcraft power suddenly came from beside him.
Before the old man finished speaking, Shen Gong's mental attack immediately surged forward.
A seventy-year-old priest, no matter how powerful his soul is, he cannot compare with a witch who specializes in soul cultivation.
His soul was shocked, and the old man immediately rolled his eyes and sat back on the chair. The people around him didn't understand what was going on. They thought he had suddenly fallen ill and went to check.
Then I heard Shen Gong sneer: "Open what? Open the champagne?"
Only then did everyone realize that it was Mr. Shen who was responsible. He was so quick-tempered that he immediately chanted the prayers and looked like he was going to take action directly.
"Quiet, no one is allowed to act rashly without my order."
This sentence was shouted by the old man sitting in the last room.
He must be at least ten years old, with a dry, thin body and protruding cheekbones, but his voice is very powerful.
As soon as he shouted out, the restless priests around him fell silent and returned to their original positions, quietly waiting for the old man to lecture.
I stared at him with drooped eyelids: "Who are you, the Pope of a certain Vatican?"
"Leon Blücher, Cardinal of the Holy See."
There was no emotion at all when he spoke, and his eyes were quite deep: "Gu Yan? Mr. Gu, I am very curious about your identity and why the Orthodox Church wants an Easterner to negotiate."
"It's simple, because I have converted to the Orthodox Church, so of course I am qualified to negotiate on behalf of the Holy See."
Following Zhuo Yi's example, he leaned back on his chair casually, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it: "Mr. Bishop, you don't want to engage in racial discrimination, do you? Why can't the Orientals negotiate with you?"
"Of course not, but I need to know Mr. Gu's identity first."
Lyon, this scrawny lion, threw the question back again: "I want to confirm whether you have the right to speak in the Holy See and whether you have the qualifications to negotiate with us on an equal footing."
Before I could speak this time, Alexandra took over the words: "Mr. Gu, like Mr. Zhuo, is an honorary bishop of the Holy See, and has the same rights and status as you, Bishop of Lyon."
I should say that she is quite clever, but if I don’t understand the position of the Holy See, I really don’t know how to answer.
After hearing what she said, Leon nodded slightly: "Okay, everyone's time is precious. Let's continue talking about the progress of the negotiation with Mr. Zhuo just now."
"Okay, where were we talking about just now?"
"We talked about this old bastard who gave birth to a son without an asshole, and his daughter messed with her grandson and gave birth to a great-grandson. The great-grandson hooked up with his wife and is planning to work hard to give him a younger son."
Zhuo Yi opened his mouth and an ethical drama popped out: "Damn it, what are you talking about? There is no need to continue talking with these old enemies who were forced to raise us.
He asked the Orthodox Church to retreat a thousand kilometers from its sphere of influence, but he didn't even think of a bargaining chip. His words were worn out. He didn't even make the slightest concession. How could he negotiate like this? Why don't you just go to Somalia and become a pirate!
Anyway, I am negotiating on behalf of the Orthodox Church. If you don’t give face to the Orthodox Church, you are not giving face to me. If you don’t give me face, then I will fight with you to the end!”
It seemed to me that Zhuo Yi was really angry, and he was filled with murderous intent when he spoke.
"That's right. If you're going to talk so much, the chance of giving birth to a son with a butthole is really not very high."
Ignoring Leon's increasingly cold eyes, I pretended to think for a while and said to him: "Mr. Bishop, what is the purpose of the negotiation? The purpose is to solve the problem. I did come with sincerity this time, but
I don't feel any sincerity from your words.
Why don't we stop talking, and when I get out, I'll let it out and say that the Holy See doesn't want to negotiate at all, it's just here to find trouble, and by the way, I'll play the recording of this negotiation so that believers on both sides can comment, and then we'll
Do you think it’s okay to just do it?”
I have confidence in my heart.
Because Sophia just said that negotiations are just a show for believers. Since it is a show, it proves that both parties want the support of ordinary believers.
I don’t know the specific reason, but there are not many others in Europe, and there are definitely many Our Lady. Once they know that the Western European Holy See deliberately provokes a dispute, they will ignore the matter.
It turns out that my guess was correct. After hearing what I said, Leon's eyes became a little subtle.
He squinted his eyes and began to test me: "Comment? Will the Orthodox Vatican allow you to release the recording of the negotiations? You must not let ordinary people know about the existence of the Vatican. Are you going to violate the oracle?"
"It doesn't matter. If you don't believe it, you can try it."
I patted Zhuo Yi's thigh next to me: "The lady next to me lacks everything except money. Buying the front pages of several newspapers is not a problem at all for him.
Oh, fewer people read the newspaper now, but we can buy prime time advertising space on several TV stations and loop this negotiation recording a hundred or ten times. No matter how powerful the Holy See is and how it can control heaven and earth, it can still control it.
Do you want to make money with others?"
Without waiting for Lyon to respond, I stood up and slapped the table, staring directly at him: "Mr. Lyon, there is an old saying that rabbits will bite when they are anxious. I know you don't want to be exposed in front of ordinary people for fear of causing social instability.
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But when a person is in a desperate situation, he can do anything. If the Orthodox Church does not exist, then even if the floods in this world are raging, it has nothing to do with us. We are not afraid of death, but if I can cause you some trouble before you die,
I absolutely don't mind."
When I said this, I imagined myself as an Orthodox Christian, and I believed that Maozi would be able to do such a thing.
The room was very quiet.
I couldn’t tell Lyon’s thoughts from his expression, but his attitude did soften: “I’m serious, the Orthodox Church and the Roman Church are both believers in the Lord, Mr. Gu, please believe that we have absolutely no intention of annihilating you.
Well, you state your conditions and we can make some concessions if they are reasonable.
But please remember one thing: Orthodox Christian forces must return to the east bank of the Dnieper River. This is absolutely impossible to give in. After all, Eastern Europe no longer belongs to you. It is natural for us to take over the west bank of the Dnieper River."
Hearing what he said, I knew that my threat was successful.
Not in a hurry, I put on a serious expression and rolled my eyes: "Okay, I feel the sincerity of Bishop Lyon and suggest that both parties take a ten-minute break. I will take this time to discuss with everyone around me."
An imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Leon's mouth: "No problem, please."