National Fortune Bonus: After the new player awakens at the maximum level, he will kill like crazy

For a moment, the two sides were on the verge of a fight, and the atmosphere was extremely tense, as if a major war was about to break out.

The onlookers then realized that something was amiss, and the braver ones were already trying to start negotiating peace.

At this moment, a steady voice sounded from not far away, "What's the commotion!?"

When the Dark Church members heard this, their hearts stagnated. The young and energetic believer turned his head away, his face full of reluctance: "Vice President."

The person who came was Zhou Yang, not the terminally ill Jiao Yi.

After waking up this morning, he went to the library to sort out his things as usual, but for the first time, he saw a letter left for him by Su Yu'an in his locked drawer. He immediately ran to Dacang City in a panic.

Unexpectedly, not far from entering the city, I heard this noisy scene.

Zhou Yang looked around with a sullen face and said sternly, "The president will be back soon. If he sees you like this, what will he say?!"

At the same time, another voice sounded, causing everyone in the Church of Light to lower their heads, not daring to even breathe.

"Brother Zhou is right. The quarrels are really out of order." His voice was full of majesty and unquestionable. Mo Hechuan walked slowly over with a fierce look in his eyes. Wherever he went, everyone fell silent.

Zhou Yang saw the person coming and nodded slightly, saying, "So it's Brother Mo, the Vice President of the Church of Light. My apologies."

"Vice President Zhou, there's no need to address each other like brothers. It's better to address each other by their positions when working." Mo Hechuan snorted coldly, "It's really disrespectful for you, the Dark Church, to act like this!"

"Vice President Mo is wrong. There is another hidden story behind this matter. The people below have many misunderstandings about it." Zhou Yang said with a gloomy face.

Mo Hechuan showed an extremely impatient expression on his face, but he couldn't find any mistakes. He crossed his arms and looked at him, motioning him to continue.

Zhou Yang took a deep breath and said, "We are all here for the Lord God's Envoy. It's just that the people below are clumsy. As vice presidents, we should not bother with them."

"The matter of the Lord God's envoy's affiliation still needs to be discussed in the long run. We shouldn't mess around here." Mo Hechuan nodded and looked at him twice, then said, "But what do you mean by hiding the Lord God's envoy and not letting us see him?"

Zhou Yang frowned slightly and responded, "Vice President Mo, this is a misunderstanding. We cannot control the whereabouts of the Lord Divine Envoy, and we are also searching for him."

Mo Hechuan continued to sneer: "Vice President Zhou, I'm afraid this is hard to believe."

"If Vice President Mo doesn't believe me, there's nothing I can do. But this is indeed true." Zhou Yang said word by word with a firm expression.

Just as the two men were deadlocked, a strange wave suddenly appeared in the sky. A halo of light with a Tai Chi-like color appeared out of thin air, then rapidly descended. When the halo touched the ground, two figures appeared, one in front and one behind.

Everyone was shocked and looked up, but at this glance, both sides cried out in their hearts - "It's over!"

A moon-white robe fluttered in the wind, its sleeves fluttering, and the dark blue lines outlined the captivating lake view, as if it was about to merge with the nature.

Those narrow, long, phoenix eyes tilted slightly upward, their depths as deep as the abyss, their pupils as bright as obsidian, their occasional flashes of light captivating the heart. Beneath the high bridge of his nose, his thin lips pursed lightly, a hint of a smile barely visible, yet revealing a certain aloofness that made him unapproachable.

His skin, as smooth as jade, yet not sickly white, radiated a healthy glow in the sunlight. His long, jet-black hair was tied up high, secured with a white jade hairpin, further accentuating his uninhibited elegance. A few strands of hair tumbled across his forehead, adding a touch of casualness and uninhibited flair.

Su Yu'an raised his eyes and looked at the woman in a bright red silk dress who was walking towards him with an unfriendly expression.

The woman's delicate face was full of charm, her eyebrows were slender and graceful, like distant black ink, and her peach blossom eyes were full of charm, making people fall in love with them without paying attention. The corners of her eyes were slightly raised, adding a bit of charm.

Her skin was as translucent as snow, a few strands of hair cascading down her fair neck. Her red dress accentuated her allure, yet not vulgar. Looking down, her soft, undulating figure undulated with her graceful movements, her willow-like waist swaying gracefully. A pair of dark blue jade bracelets with floating flowers adorned her fair wrists, jingling with each movement, a touch that moved the heart.

Rong Hongyuan looked at Su Yu'an again, stopped what was about to say, looked around, and without asking about the ins and outs of the matter, she began to question Mo Hechuan.

"How do you manage things? I've only been gone for six days, and you've made the Church of Light as chaotic as a vegetable market!"

Mo Hechuan didn't care at all, but he still hurriedly lowered his head and said, "President, it's my fault."

Rong Hongyuan snorted coldly, stopped looking at him, and turned her gaze to Zhou Yang with a scrutinizing look in her eyes.

"President Rong, there is indeed a misunderstanding in this matter." Zhou Yang glanced at Su Yu'an, and said, not wanting his good brother to have difficulty gaining a foothold in the Church of Light.

Rong Hongyuan sneered, raised an eyebrow and looked at Su Yu'an and said, "Misunderstanding? I want to hear what kind of misunderstanding it is that can make people from your two churches quarrel in the street."

At this time, Yu Wenshu spoke, "President, this matter has to start with a mythical beast that suddenly appeared a few days ago..."

When he finished, Su Yu'an nodded imperceptibly, his voice cold, "President Rong...President Rong, this is a serious matter. Since this person is a divine messenger, he naturally has a great mission that concerns the future of the two churches. Now that his whereabouts are unknown, they are naturally worried."

When Rong Hongyuan met Su Yu'an's gaze, the coldness on her face immediately disappeared, replaced by a charming smile: "You're right, then why don't we have another sparring match? Then we can decide the fate of this Divine Envoy?"

But when Su Mohui was mentioned, Su Yu'an's expression instantly became serious: "After all, she is also a person. Where she goes should not be objectified by us and discussed about her belonging. It should be her own decision."

Rong Hongyuan was obviously a little dissatisfied with this answer, but she smiled softly and said, "Haha... Then let's spar a little more. It won't delay us. After all, the person we sent to find this divine messenger hasn't returned yet..."

She talked to herself without even looking at her subordinates. She grabbed Su Yu'an's wrist and rushed into the space-time crack behind her.

But no one noticed the flash of disgust across Su Yu'an's face when she pulled his wrist.

The spectators naturally only selectively saw what they wanted to see - the female president of the Church of Light was obviously interested in the president of the Church of Darkness, and even... she was capable of doing things like kidnapping people in the street.