767: Chapter 767 We are all sinners!

"Don't let him get away!"

"Catch that beast!"

"Beat him to death! Beat the shit out of him!!!"

...

The angry shouting from behind was like a tide, one wave higher than the last.

The High Priest dared not look back, running for his life with everything he had.

He had only one thought in his mind...

Run!

Run as far away as possible!

Several Bodyguards rushed up, risking their lives to block the angry crowd with their bodies.

"High Priest! This way!"

A Bodyguard grabbed his arm and dragged him toward the sedan parked in the corner of the square.

The car door opened.

He dove into the back seat.

The Bodyguard slammed the door shut, jumped into the driver's seat, and sped off.

Behind them, the angry crowd chased for a few steps before stopping.

Some threw stones at the car, some spat, and others held up their phones to film.

The car disappeared at the end of the street, but those videos would not disappear, and those proofs of crime would not disappear.

The anger in the hearts of millions of believers would disappear even less.

The Queen stood on the balcony, watching the sedan disappear into the night, dumbfounded.

After a long while.

"Your Majesty..."

The butler's voice came from behind.

The Queen did not open her eyes: "Pass the word down, the High Priest... from today on, is no longer the High Priest of Eagle Country."

The butler's breath hitched, and he hurriedly bowed.

"Yes."

He turned to leave, but the Queen called him back.

"And one more thing."

The butler stopped and turned around.

The Queen opened her eyes, and they were filled with exhaustion.

"Notify the Ministry of Justice to open an investigation."

"Verify every single victim. Reckon every single crime."

"Compensate where compensation is due, arrest where arrests are due, and sentence where sentencing is due."

"This time..."

"I want a great purge."

That's right!

The High Priest could be said to be deeply rooted in Eagle Country.

She had never found a way to deal with him.

After all.

His existence was tantamount to a provocation of the authority of Eagle Country...

But now.

The opportunity had arrived!

The butler bowed deeply and turned to leave.

However.

Just after the butler left, the Queen's phone vibrated.

She looked down and saw it was a call from her daughter, Euphemia.

The Queen took a deep breath and answered.

"Euphemia, you..."

Before she could finish, her daughter's crisp voice came from the other end of the line: "Mother, Ye Chen asked me to ask you, do you like this gift?"

The Queen's expression changed slightly.

"What?"

Her voice was full of disbelief, "What did you say? The person who caused this commotion, is it really Ye Chen?"

"That's right."

Euphemia's voice carried a hint of pride, "Otherwise, do you think there is anyone else in all of Eagle Country with this ability?"

The Queen: "!!!"

She thought of those overwhelming videos, those publicly exposed proofs of crime, and the shift of the tens of thousands of believers in the square from fanatical to furious.

She wasn't incapable of investigating those things, but it required time, evidence, and going through a whole set of tedious legal procedures.

And if that were the case, the High Priest would have been alerted long ago, and might even have had defensive measures in place.

But what about Ye Chen?

It seemed effortless; not only did he hack into the High Priest's surveillance system and dig out the "collection" he had treasured for decades.

Then.

He precisely replaced the videos that were originally meant to denounce him, and locked everyone's permissions so that no one could delete them.

Even the world's number one hacker probably wouldn't have this ability, right???

The Queen closed her eyes, and that young man appeared in her mind.

She finally understood one thing.

What a terrifying opponent the High Priest had provoked.

And she herself, back then...

Had also almost offended this beast from the abyss to death!

"Mother? Are you still listening?"

Euphemia's voice came from the receiver.

The Queen opened her eyes and took a deep breath.

"I'm listening."

"Then do you like this gift or not?"

Euphemia's voice held a hint of coquettishness and a hint of probing, "Ye Chen said if you don't like it, he'll take down the videos and act like nothing happened."

The Queen's mouth twitched.

Act like nothing happened?

The entire Eagle Country had exploded, the worldviews of millions of believers had been shattered, the High Priest had fallen from the altar into a cesspit, and you say act like nothing happened?

"I like it."

The Queen spat out one word, her voice full of helplessness.

"That's good!"

Euphemia's voice instantly became cheerful, "I knew it, Mother, you would definitely like it. Not just you, I've long been annoyed by that white-bearded man."

The Queen rubbed her brow: "Thank him for me."

"Why thank him? We're all family!"

Euphemia blurted out.

The Queen: "???"

Family?

When did they become family?

She wanted to retort, but then she thought...

Arguing this issue with this girl wouldn't lead anywhere even if they argued until tomorrow morning.

"Tonight, host a banquet in the palace."

The Queen simply changed the subject, "Ask him to be sure to come."

"Come!" Euphemia said, cheering with joy.

"Alright! I'll tell him right now!"

"Beep—beep—beep—"

The call hung up.

The Queen put down her phone, looked at the square outside the window, and let out a long sigh.

Without the High Priest, having a Ye Chen around...

Seems not bad?

At least.

The gap between the two sides was already obvious.

...

That evening, the entire Eagle Country was boiling.

On social media, the High Priest's hot searches occupied every single position in the top ten, followed by a "HOT" tag, red to the point of turning black.

#High Priest 1V6#

#High Priest's Basement#

#High Priest Missing#

#What Was That Thing I Used to Worship#

...

Under every topic, there were millions of comments.

Some were cursing, some were crying, some were repenting, and some were digging up more dirt on the High Priest.

A maid who claimed to have worked in the church posted a revelation, saying she had seen with her own eyes the High Priest taking young girls into a secret chamber late at night.

Those girls were alive when they went in, but when they came out, they looked like they had lost their souls.

This post was forwarded millions of times, and more victims poured into the comment section.

Those voices that had once been suppressed, ignored, and treated as "crazy women," all poured out on this day.

In the television station's live broadcast room, the host was reading when they suddenly choked up.

"We... owe those victims an apology."

"We once revered the High Priest as a god, yet we treated their voices as rumors."

"God, we are all sinners!"

The comments section went silent for three seconds.

Then.

It was flooded with "I'm sorry" in various languages.

At this moment.

The internet had exploded, but in reality, there wasn't a single quiet street in all of Eagle Country.

Long lines formed in front of police stations; not only were there people reporting crimes, but also people turning themselves in.

Those Bodyguards, butlers, and assistants who had once handled matters for the High Priest...

Consciously walked into the police stations, actively confessed their crimes, and exposed more secrets about the High Priest.

They knew the High Priest was finished.

When a wall is about to collapse, everyone gives it a push; when a drum is broken, everyone beats it.

If they didn't clear their names now, it would be too late once the judicial departments came knocking.

And the High Priest himself remained missing.

...

Palace, banquet hall.

Crystal chandeliers illuminated the hall as if it were daylight.

And below...

The highest-spec banquet of Eagle Country had been set.

The Queen sat in the main seat, her gaze fixed on the hall entrance, seemingly waiting for someone.

On both sides of the hall sat the nobles of Eagle Country with various titles.

Usually, when these people gathered, they always had endless words, endless chats, and endless interest exchanges.

But today, the entire hall was as quiet as a grave.

Everyone's expression was complex.

They all knew what had happened today.

The High Priest had fallen.

And the person who did it was named Ye Chen.

A person from the Dragon Kingdom whom they had scoffed at just a moment ago.

And yet, at this moment, they were sitting here, actually waiting for that person from the Dragon Kingdom.

Duke Hilden sat in his seat, his expression calm, but his eyes were filled with gloom.

Felix sat beside him, his expression couldn't have been uglier.

Because...

The reason the High Priest fell was precisely because of the invitation from him and his father.

Now.

The only thing they could pray for was that the authorities wouldn't trace it back to them.

Otherwise...

The consequences were unimaginable!

Hilden turned his head, looked at his son, and a flash of disgust crossed his eyes.

Useless trash.

He cursed in his heart.

You can't even judge people; what can I expect from you?

Felix noticed his father's gaze and lowered his head even further.

Just at this moment.

At the hall entrance, Euphemia poked half her head in and took a look inside.

The Queen saw her: "Where is he?"

"He's coming, he's coming!"

Euphemia slipped in, with a bright smile on her face, "He's right behind, he'll be in any second..."

Before she finished speaking.

At the hall entrance, a figure walked in.

Ye Chen.

Just like that, wearing an outfit that cost less than ten pounds in total, he walked into the highest-spec banquet hall in Eagle Country.

The air in the hall froze instantly.

Everyone's gaze landed on Ye Chen, as if attracted by a magnet.

They had imagined what Ye Chen looked like countless times.

In their imaginations, a person capable of toppling the High Priest should be wearing an exquisite tailored suit, a priceless wristwatch, and exude the majesty and aura of a superior in every gesture.

But the reality was...

A white T-shirt.

Casual pants.

Sneakers.

The kind without even a logo.