Once Leoz spoke, it immediately caused the Eastern Empire people present to fall silent.

It's not that His Excellency Redd Gold's reputation is bad; on the contrary, even in the Border Abyss, Redd Gold's reputation is quite good. In the Border Abyss, Redd is often seen as the patron of merchants and the god of luck for stock investors.

In other words, Redd is a mascot here in the Border Abyss.

Even more speechless for Lady Hualousong was that Leoz, in his capacity as a Soul Ritualist, chose to swear an oath to His Excellency Redd Gold rather than to the Pathway Main God, His Excellency Gloster, which gave an inexplicable sense of peculiarity.

You might say his attitude is sincere, as swearing an oath to Redd Gold feels like swearing to a lucky charm.

If you say his attitude is insincere, well, he did swear to Redd Gold.

After hesitating for a moment, Hualousong tentatively asked.

"Sir, what do you mean by this..."

"I have sworn to the Chief God, with a sincere attitude, heaven can witness!" Leoz said solemnly, "Doesn't the Great Liang people believe in the majesty of the Chief God?"

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that." Hualousong's eyelid twitched, quickly explaining, "His Excellency Redd Gold is a descendant of the War Beyond the Abyss and the only existing Starry Abyss Pathway Main God; it's just unexpected that you didn't choose His Excellency Gloster..."

In saying this, she immediately fell into the trap set by Leoz.

"You mean that His Excellency Redd Gold's status is inferior to His Excellency Gloster?"

"Oh, you jest, how could I dare to desecrate the Chief God? I absolutely don't mean that."

"Then why don't you believe me?" Leoz pressed further, "Or do you think that His Excellency Redd Gold, representing the embodiment of capitalism, is not worthy of witnessing a covenant of integrity?"

"I didn't say that; it's just that you don't seem to be a follower of His Excellency Redd Gold..."

"I am not a follower ≠ I cannot swear to Him."

Leoz raised his chin arrogantly and said:

"Everyone talks about gratitude to heaven and earth, yet they tread the earth underfoot, breathing air freely. If everyone adhered to the principle of justification by faith, how would this world operate? If you want to start a philosophical debate, I certainly wouldn't mind, as unlike you mortal shells, we Undead have a slight advantage in accumulating knowledge (Necro-speech), ha. Dare to confront me verbally? In my previous life, I was a Frost Plated Person!"

Frost Plated Boxing, a secret skill!

To date, any nation with dignity facing an oral confrontation with Li Aozi hasn't been able to win—not just Li Aozi, in fact, no Frost Plated People or Azure Star immigrants have ever lost in verbal confrontations.

When encountering problems, label the opponent, employing a tactic of shrewd argument; when the opponent reasons, act rogue; when the opponent acts rogue, play the political correctness card.

Although the Starry Abyss has many layers and the Border Abyss is particularly vast, the thoughts of the Border Abyss people aren't as open as the Layer Abyss's grand stage; most people still care about dignity.

As long as you care about dignity, then great, Frost Plated Boxing targets precisely dignity.

With a few sentences from Leoz, several figurative labels appeared above Hualousong's head. If it were just ordinary verbal sparring, it would be fine—Leoz constantly mentioned Redd Gold and talked about the "Pathway Main God," emphasizing pressure to the full extent, compelling Hualousong to be extremely cautious.

In this back-and-forth, how could Hualousong resist such advanced experience, ultimately helplessly saying:

"Alright, you have a point, no time to lose, it's best to proceed quickly—Marshal Guo, escort the Soul Ritualist out."

"I can leave by myself, having someone follow would only cause unnecessary trouble."

Leoz finished speaking, wrapped his cloak, activated the effect, lowered his presence, and turned to leave. He took two steps to the door and, before raising his hand, the door suddenly swung open.

Cre-eeak—

Immediately, Leoz felt a chill down his spine as a cold gaze swept into the room, and its oppressive, chilling aura made tangible, whipping against his skin like a biting winter wind.

Leoz halted his steps; standing in front of him was a tall, slender woman, almost skeletal, casually wrapped in a fisherman's rain cape. Her exposed skin was entirely wrapped in dirty, filthy bandages, oozing black blood, her eerie green eyes faintly flickering with phosphorescent flames. Though alive, she exuded a bizarre cosmetic scent as if she were a corpse about to be buried.

Tap, tap...

The woman stepped into the room, moving past Leoz toward the screen stiffly and mechanically. Leoz sensed things were becoming increasingly unfavorable and immediately quickened his pace.

"Oh? Another visitor." Behind him came Hualousong's shocked voice, "May I ask which esteemed guest this might be..."

"(Necro-speech) I can't stand seeing you living sour flesh bags."

The woman grumbled several necro-speech phrases, causing Leoz to twitch his eyelid.

[I can't be this unlucky, I've been having good luck these days...]

"What did you say?" Hualousong, not understanding necro-speech, asked.

"Tsk. (Necro-speech) Worldly rotten flesh..."

The woman tilted her head, sighed, then continued in common language:

"Annamaria Shanal, you are Lady Hualousong of Great Liang, correct? I'm one of Shanal's apprentices, sent by him to collect the token from you—I trust I don't need to say more?"

"Uh..."

Hualousong frowned as she evidently realized something was amiss. She gently clapped her hands, prompting Guo Zhaofeng outside the room to immediately retreat and take action. She feigned hesitation for a moment and asked:

"You mean to say, sir, that you have come to retrieve the Rock Ghost's phalanx for Grandmaster Shanal?"

"(Necro-speech) I can't stand this living temperament."

Annamaria complained, saying:

"Yes, that's the thing. The Holy Beast's phalanx is just an ornament in the hands of you Great Liang people. Only through the great ritual of the [Master of Souls] His Excellency Gloster can it be revived to restore the Holy Beast's former glory. To confront the Emperor of Great Liang, the assistance of the Holy Beast is indispensable."

Hualousong narrowed her eyes slightly, sat up straight behind the screen, and said in a serious tone:

"Can you swear to His Excellency Redd Gold that everything you've said is true?"

"Redd Gold? Why should I pray to the [Raiding] Pathway Main God?"

Annamaria seemed puzzled and looked at Hualousong:

"You aren't of the [Raiding] Pathway, why do you suddenly mention Redd Gold?"

Hualousong took a deep breath and said:

"Marshal Guo."

"At your service, madam." Guo Zhaofeng hurriedly jumped from the corridor, bowing with one knee.

Hualousong asked in a serious tone:

"I instructed you to block the passage and thoroughly inspect the premises searching for that youth's whereabouts. What's the status now?"

Guo Zhaofeng replied:

"Reporting to madam, I've searched the entire secret realm, and found no trace of the Soul Ritualist who was just here. I estimate he teleported away directly."

"Is that so?"

Hualousong took a deep breath, even from behind the screen, her aura felt increasingly anxious.

Annamaria frowned in confusion, straightforwardly asking:

"What exactly is happening? (Necro-speech) This is baffling."

"Miss Annamaria—I can call you that, can't I?" "As you please."

"Very well." Hualousong calmed herself and said, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid we can't hand the phalanx over to you at this time."

"(Necro-speech) What's this about?" Annamaria protested, "What do you mean by this? Are you toying with me?"

"In simple terms, someone impersonated you and took the Rock Ghost's phalanx from us prematurely."

Hualousong paused:

"Right before you entered."

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