Hearing the words of Red Hair, Larilo's gaze sharpened as she coldly lowered her head to look at Red Hair.
Waves of immense pressure assaulted Red Hair.
In a deep voice, Larilo said, "Whether Qiu Tu is a traitor or not, I can tell at a glance. Over this period, I've observed him dozens of times, he's definitely not the traitor."
As she spoke, Larilo's face became as still as water, reminding, "Red Hair... you're overstepping your bounds now."
"Is it your place to meddle in the affairs of a Deity?"
Having said this, Larilo lifted her head, not looking at Red Hair any longer, but solemnly said, "Enough, go and meet His Holiness, the Pope."
Hearing Larilo's words, Red Hair still felt that something was amiss.
But with the Deity speaking so gravely, even if Red Hair wanted to investigate Qiu Tu further, it was not urgent at this moment.
