Gado nodded and continued to ask, "Three years ago, did you massacre a village?"
"Yes, I did..."
"One year and nine months ago..."
"Yes, I did..."
Wang Dadong's throat involuntarily moved, not expecting the Holy See to understand his actions over the years so well.
It turns out the Holy See wanted to imprison him long ago, and he still ran here himself. Truly, he had a path to heaven he didn't take and stormed into Hell without a door.
Wang Dadong's mood at this moment was worse than being kicked by a dog.
"You have committed heinous crimes and should have been sentenced to death, but my Holy See has always been merciful, so we sentence you to be imprisoned for a hundred years as a Prisoner of Heavenly Punishment. Will you accept this punishment?" The Pope's voice sounded without any fluctuation.
Willing? I'm willing, your grandpa! A hundred years, why not just say a thousand years?
Wang Dadong's eyes slightly narrowed. He knew that a battle today was inevitable.
