Ye Xuan and the Pope returned to the Church Court.
In the study, the Pope picked up a cup, poured some hot water for Ye Xuan, and placed it on the table in front of Ye Xuan.
"You're too reckless."
The Pope clasped his fingers together, with a gentle expression, stared at Ye Xuan, and said.
"I couldn't wait any longer... I hadn't expected Louis would be crippled and even demoted to an ordinary person."
Ye Xuan picked up the cup, his gaze icy cold, saying indifferently.
"It's indeed surprising, but I believe you definitely have a way to solve it."
The Pope chuckled lightly, appearing very calm.
"What if I say I don't?"
Ye Xuan slightly raised his head, staring at the confident Pope, questioning.
"Then Prince Louis will have to die."
The Pope let out a few light laughs, saying helplessly.
"Alright! You're right in guessing, I do have a way to solve this problem."
Ye Xuan shook his head helplessly and said further: "However, this method might be somewhat risky."
"Hmm?"
