Feng Hao didn't even bat an eye after taking out the Tier Seven Bishop. In his eyes, the old man was just a humanoid monster; killing him was no different from killing a rabbit in a starting zone.
"The Treasure Pavilion should be out of danger now. I'm thinking of checking out the enemy camp. What do you think?" Feng Hao asked Three-second Fire thoughtfully.
Three-second Fire paused for a moment, then pouted and replied, "You're the boss. You call the shots."
"Then it's settled." Feng Hao gave a faint smile, stripped the clothes right off the Tier Seven Bishop, and put them on. He then found a Token in the Bishop's Spatial Ring. "Tsk, tsk. Don't you think I'll be a bit too conspicuous going in like this?"
"Obviously," Three-second Fire retorted irritably. "Do you think a Fourth-rank Mage is qualified to be a Bishop?"
"..." The corner of Feng Hao's mouth twitched as he realized his oversight. "So what now? I can't just run back and get a regular believer's outfit, can I?"
