After telling Zhao Wuling his sincerity, the divine messenger Byron looked at Zhao Wuling nervously.

At this moment, although Zhao Wuling's hand did not tighten anymore, he could still feel that the old man's apprentice's life was passing away little by little.

At this moment, the divine messenger Byron only felt a little troubled.

Zhao Wuling seemed to have reconciled with them, but in essence, they wanted to fight him to the end.

There is absolutely no possibility of reconciliation.

"You've thought it through."

Divine Envoy Byron stared at Zhao Wuling with burning eyes, trying to find a little bit of him, even if there was only a little flaw, so that he could confirm that Zhao Wuling was just acting on the occasion.

Even if Zhao Wuling makes an outrageous request now, that's fine.

As long as the matter is not so absolute, as long as Zhao Wuling doesn't insist on using this kid's life as compensation, everything is easy to talk about! As long as there is room for negotiation, everything is easy to talk about.

The most fearful thing now is that Zhao Wuling will make this matter a big deal. If the matter becomes big, it will be an absolute mortal enemy for the Supreme Court. And with the methods of the Lord of Light, it is impossible to imagine what their real purpose is.

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"What you are doing now is bringing shame to the Temple of the Lord of Light."

Envoy Byron tried his best to use Zhao Wuling's thinking perspective to think about the problem at hand.

So far, all problems have been non-issues.

The only thing that can move these people is what is happening to the Light Lord Temple.

Thinking of this, the divine messenger Byron rolled his eyes and coughed lightly.

"Forget it, just take this kid's life."

When Byron, the messenger of God, said these words, the old man beside him suddenly became anxious.

"Lord God Envoy, that's not what you told me at the beginning."

Although the old man handled it reasonably well, there was one thing that he couldn't avoid no matter what.

That is, this person is indeed his disciple, and he cannot die casually.

This apprentice is the heir of the Floating City Lord, and he is still passed down from generation to generation! He is deeply loved by his parents, and he did not expect to do anything that violates his qualifications for the martial arts tournament.

Now that someone has taken advantage of him and wants to take his life, there is nothing wrong with it.

But the biggest problem is his identity.

If the city lord's only heir was buried, it would be questionable whether he would be able to survive when he returned.

How could the old man not be anxious?

The angel Byron glared at the old man fiercely.

"What did I say to you?"

"I tell you that you must abide by the rules of the tournament. If you violate the rules, you must act according to the rules. There will be no room for mercy."

The old man suddenly became frightened.

In front of the divine messenger, he really had no right to speak.

The moment the old man bowed his head, the divine messenger Byron also sent a message to him.

"This matter cannot be done forcefully. People like the Lord of Light attach great importance to the honor of the Temple of the Lord of Light. If you want to get people back from them, you can only start from this angle."

"You secretly keep that kid alive, and I'll fight for you again."

The divine messenger Byron comforted the old man and then looked at Zhao Wuling.

"I know that you are all the most devout believers in the Temple of the Lord of Light, and I also know that you will not do anything detrimental to the Temple of the Lord of Light."

"But you are so stupid."

"Today you are here to protect the believers of the Lord of Light Temple. There is nothing essentially wrong. However, your methods are too extreme. This is not doing things for the Temple of the Lord of Light, but pushing the Temple of the Lord of Light into a pit of fire.

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After saying these words, Byron stopped talking and waited for Zhao Wuling to respond to him.

He believed in the conclusions he had drawn from his observations over the course of the day, and believed that his judgment was correct.

In Zhao Wuling's mind, countless thoughts emerged one after another.

Indeed, the best way to protect the Light Lord Temple now is to let go of this kid in your hands.

In this way, we can maintain a delicate relationship with the Lords of the Floating City.

Once the boy in his hands is really killed, the Light Lord Temple will definitely become a thorn in the side of the floating city lords, and there is also the Supreme Divine Court, a behemoth that is ready to move.

If both parties join forces, every move of the Light Lord Temple in the fairy world will fall into a very unfavorable situation.

At that time, countless people will appear and oppose the Light Lord Temple. This alone is enough to make Zhao Wuling feel dizzy.

The best way now is to let him go and then demand compensation from the old man in front of him and the Supreme Court of God.

In this way, the relationship between the two parties can be appeased, and at the same time, Yu Daosheng's experience will not be in vain and he will not suffer a dumb loss.

Zhao Wuling remained silent and did not speak, but his hand was no longer as tightly clenched as before, but instead gave the boy in his hand a chance to breathe.

Seeing Zhao Wuling's reaction, the god's envoy Byron felt the stone in his heart finally fall to the ground.

He looked at Zhao Wuling.

"In this way, I will compensate you on behalf of the Supreme Divine Court. We will send the best doctors to treat his injuries. This is the most basic thing."

"In addition, if they violated the rules, I will try my best to let him accept all the punishments. I can also add a little more and let him go to Xucheng to plead guilty."

"There are only two points that I can confirm now. The rest of the matters need to be discussed with the people of the Supreme Court before they can be determined. My power and position are very limited and I cannot make all decisions."

Such a frank exchange made the anger in Zhao Wuling's heart gradually dissipate.

Now things have a good solution.

The only one who suffered a bit was Yu Daosheng, but I believe he would understand his choice after knowing the importance of this matter.

Without any further hesitation, Zhao Wuling raised his head and looked at the divine messenger Byron.

"In that case, let your people..." Before Zhao Wuling could finish his words, his voice suddenly stopped.

The next moment, countless powers of faith suddenly turned and turned into thousands of sharp blades, turning the boy in his hand into a hornet's nest.

"you!"

This sudden change made the old man's expression sluggish. He clenched his teeth as he looked at the corpse slowly falling to the ground.

"You and I will never give up!"

The old man was furious and was about to take action. The divine messenger Byron also looked stunned and stared at Zhao Wuling.

"What do you mean? Is it because my sincerity is not enough?"

Zhao Wuling retracted his hand calmly and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"oh?"

"Your sincerity, what kind of bullshit is that?"

"Such a big thing happened to my believers. It's just that you didn't notify me. You actually sent people to stop you along the way. Is this your sincerity?

Then I’ve really learned a lot.”

After saying that, Zhao Wuling raised his head and looked at Byron with eyes full of contempt.

Byron's heart sank slightly.

From that moment on, the aura of the person in front of him was completely different from before, more cold and decisive.
Chapter completed!