Trial - Two

In the main hall of the secret society.

The Pope saw everything Lian and Tapir did. Lian soon felt that a few Lords of Nightmare of the secret society were already onto her.

"Hey… Qiu Ren can't be considered as a target of your trial, can he?"

Lian wasn't scared at all, though. In fact, a sword made of blood had already extended from her hand… Tapir reached her hand out and stopped her impulsive behavior.

"That kid indeed isn't one of the targets, but he's the key of this plan. He can't leave with you. However, don't worry… Once the plan succeeds, I won't stop you from going anywhere."

Tapir couldn't care less about her mother's words. She knew that her mother was someone who would do anything to achieve her goals.

If not, Tapir wouldn't have run away from home. Qiu Ren might just be a pawn for her mother to achieve her goal, and his personal safety didn't really matter to her.