"Ines Fu!"
Upon seeing the elder, Golat's face darkened.
"The Pope's name is not something you can blurt out! Kneel down immediately!"
Muric shouted angrily.
Golat's expression was sullen as he replied in a sarcastic tone, "Ines Fu, even though you are the Pope of the Catholic Church, we have always agreed to stay out of each other's business, you shouldn't meddle here!"
"Golat, you have some nerve for not saluting the Pope! Is the Pope someone you can oppose with that tone?"
Muric said coldly.
But Ines waved his hand, signaling Muric to stand down. Then he looked at Golat and said calmly, "Golat, theoretically, we should not interfere with each other's affairs. I shouldn't be here, but these three saved my life; they are benefactors to the Catholic Church. So let's discuss things properly, without knives, and certainly without guns!"
Hearing Ines's words, Golat frowned: "These three saved your life?"
