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Chapter 347: Jinmen Porcelain King (4k+)

"Bastoli, it seems that you are very impressed by this gentleman's invention."

The Pope looked the same, smiling, and waved his hand to call Bastoli over. It was also the first time that Liu Yonglu met the Pope of the Gear Church. To be honest, his first impression of this man was not bad.

This person…dressed quite simply, spoke without any airs, and seemed easy to get along with. For no reason, Liu Yonglu was reminded of his uncle who was a researcher in Tianjin…

Bastoli walked over and whispered to his Pope and colleagues what had just happened.

Although it is called a retelling, he still embellished and omitted many details. After all, no one would have the face to tell the truth after being scolded like that.

Bastoli emphasized that the so-called "inventor" in front of him was actually named Ricky Baldwin, the captain of the investigation team, and his other identity was Dou Nival!
Just now, he first deceived me with his sweet words and then used despicable means to get some advantage.

"Dou.Nivar!"

Although Dang Ni is old, he has a bad temper. After hearing what Bastoli said, he stopped the cane in his hand, screamed, and looked at Liu Yonglu fiercely.

What's going on! Old BK, are you still thinking about fighting with me?

Liu Yonglu… took a T-step, without blinking or avoiding the other person’s gaze, and just stood there with a disapproving smile on his face, staring at the other person.

"Donny, don't get excited. Bastoli has already said that Mr. Richie denies murdering Father Giulie.

I think we can reopen the investigation into this murder after the Continental Expo, and let Mr. Richie explain things clearly so that we can avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."

Father Sita was trying to smooth things over. He had a good attitude towards Ricky. After all, he had helped to mediate the fight at Ricky's memorial service.

In his memory, Ricky's attitude towards him that night was very friendly, and he did not take sides with the Saint's Faction at all. This alone was rare.

He didn't know Liu Yonglu's current identity as Saint Barlan. If he knew, he would be so angry that his nose would be crooked.

"Well, Mr. Richie, is that wooden box the invention you brought? I heard it's called a foreign film. Bastoli is a priest in our church. I can't say he's well-informed, but he has seen a lot of new inventions in the Western Continent.

Even he was... impressed. It must be a remarkable invention."

The Pope remained calm and composed, pointing at the foreign cards behind Liu Yonglu.

"Hey, it's just a trivial trick, not good enough for the stage. If you want to try... you may have to wait a while, someone is watching now."

Liu Yonglu turned his head and glanced at Ling'er who was hiding behind the curtain.

"Would you mind letting me see the black clip in your hand?"

This request was unexpected. Liu Yonglu thought about it, but couldn't find any suitable reason to refuse, so he handed over the bookmark-turned-clip.

The moment he saw the clip clearly, a barely perceptible sharpness flashed across the Pope's eyes behind his lenses. He took it and examined it carefully.

"Mr. Rich, where did you get this?"

In just one sentence, not only Liu Yonglu, but even several priests of the Church of Wisdom could hear the unfriendly tone of the Pope.

This feeling is hard to describe. It's not that the Pope raised his volume or emphasized his tone, but... Liu Yonglu felt that every word of the Pope was like a drumbeat hitting his heart hard. He felt a little nauseous and irritated for no reason.

When Danni glanced at Sita, they both secretly clenched the replicas of ancient relics on their bodies.

The Pope is… angry.

The Pope, with his head lowered, still stroked the slender black clip with his hands. In his hand, tiny bubbles appeared on the surface of the clip, as if it was burned by extremely high temperature, and the inky black color around the edges also tended to dissipate.

Of course, these changes were so subtle that no one except the Pope noticed.

"Oh, this thing is an heirloom from my ancestors!"

Liu Yonglu really wasn't lying. He took the bookmark from his cheap second aunt's book. If you round it off, it's like an heirloom.

"What do you mean? Do you like this clamp?"

Of course Liu Yonglu was reluctant to part with the bookmark, he just wanted to test the Pope's attitude.

"No, it's just that this thing reminds me of an old friend whom I haven't seen for a long time."

The Pope's voice still maintained that strange rhythm. The priests behind him all had serious expressions and fixed their eyes on Liu Yonglu.

Liu Yonglu also felt that the atmosphere was not right, but he could not lose the battle, so he still stood straight, with a crooked mouth and a stiff neck.

The two groups of people stood at both ends of the aisle, just like two groups of cowboys in a western movie about to draw their guns for a duel.

The people around also felt that the atmosphere was inexplicably tense. Merchants with their entourage and parents with their children all hurried to leave this place of trouble.

But no one noticed that although Liu Yonglu looked quite arrogant, his eyes were actually rolling around and groping around.

"Your Holiness, I wonder you are here. I have been looking for you for a long time."

Just as the two sides were on the verge of a fight, a voice came from behind the Pope, and five people walked slowly under the protection of the royal guards.

The man in front is tall and straight, wearing a well-tailored expensive suit. He has a graceful demeanor, but his hair volume is a little bit inappropriate. He is Prince Andrew.

Following behind him were his old acquaintances Nicholas, General Norman, Sir Gregory, and... Milly Tang.

Only when he saw Millie Tang Liu Yonglu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, Auntie, you finally brought the reinforcements.

It turned out that after pulling Bastoli out of the dreamland just now, Liu Yonglu knew that this matter would not end well, and the other party would definitely not be in such a good mood to get beaten for nothing.

He was not afraid of Bastoli, but he was afraid that the Pope would come to him to reason.

Liu Yonglu is such a cunning guy, he has already thought of a way out just by turning his eyes. Don’t you have a leader? It’s like I don’t!

So he quickly called Mi Li'er to get help.

The original plan was to invite only the Chief Elder and Sir Gregory, but unexpectedly, Mi Lier was so ambitious and even brought Prince Andrew over.

"Your Highness Andrew, I thought before that this expo would be an unprecedented event in the Western Continent, but I didn't expect that Mosesad is changing with each passing day. The expo is so exciting that it is beyond my expectations."

Turning around again, the Pope returned to his usual amiable and gentle appearance.

Who is Prince Andrew? The fact that the royal family can entrust such a big task to him shows how smart and capable he is. Looking at the expressions on the faces of the priests behind the Pope, he knew that the atmosphere was not right:
"Your Holiness, the launch ceremony of the electric parachute will be held at 1 pm. We will have lunch with several distinguished guests from the Southern Continent first, and then make some preparations..."

"Humph!"

The Pope was afraid of his status and couldn't get angry, but Nico was not afraid of this. If Prince Andrew really let the matter be perfunctorily dealt with, wouldn't Bastoli's beating be in vain! ? Oh, you old man, you still have the nerve to yell here, do you, the Wisdom God Church, want to settle old scores with me? I haven't settled old scores with you yet!

Did you know that Bastoli turned into a giraffe and ran us over?

Bastoli killed so many innocent ordinary people on the road. Is your sect responsible for this?

Thinking of this, Liu Yonglu became furious and filled with evil. He gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength... and fell down.

"Ouch..."

"Ricky, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yonglu's mother, who gave birth to Yonglu, and the chief who knew Yonglu, saw his top general curled up on the ground without any warning. Chief Norman hurried over to support him. The old man had a sad expression and screamed.

"Old man... Don't blame Father Bastoli. It was all my own carelessness... Ouch..."

Liu Yonglu scratched his body with his hands, then rolled on the ground with his back touching the ground.

"puff……"

Fortunately, Millie Tang was wearing a veil and no one could see her expression. Millie Tang thought that Liu Yonglu asked her to call for help because he was afraid that a fight would really break out. However, Millie Tang did not expect that Liu Yonglu would be the first to complain and lie on the ground to claim compensation.

Danni's face turned green. He had never seen such a shameless person! The old man was so angry that he knocked his walking stick on the ground with a "bang bang" sound.

What does "Don't blame Father Bastoli!?"

So we are the ones who are bullying you? But Prince Andrew is standing next to us. We can't just stand up and hit him with our cane. That would be a mistake even if we are right.

He could only keep winking at Bastoli, meaning that you should also play the victim, and let Ricky sing all the drama alone.

Bastoli acted as if he saw nothing. How could he possibly do that? He just stood there with his fists clenched, dumbfounded. The smile on his face was uglier than crying.

"Ricky, hold on, I'll call other colleagues to take you to the lounge."

"Master Chief Elder... I... I can't do it anymore. Please take care of my brothers in Shi Weitian from now on..."

"Prince Andrew, Captain Ricky has been running around for the Expo a few days ago and has been ill for a long time. I think it's because of...overwork in the past two days. Don't worry, I will arrange someone to take care of him!"

General Norman saw that he could not let Liu Yonglu continue acting. The boy was too devoted to the play and was about to die.

"Mr. Richie, are you...are you okay?"

Nicholas was the only one in the audience who didn't understand what was going on. He thought Liu Yonglu was really finished, so he hurried over to help Norman support Liu Yonglu.

"My things... my family's heirloom..."

Liu Yonglu pointed at the black clip in the Pope's hand. When he shouted this, the onlookers who did not know the truth suddenly turned their eyes to the Pope.

Hey... this is such a bummer. If I only looked at this scene, I would have thought that the Wisdom Cult relied on their large numbers to beat him up and rob him.

"..."

The Pope still had that calm expression on his face, but he was speechless, not even a single word.

"Your Holiness... Look..."

Minister Norman was still trying to pressure him, and Prince Andrew could only stand up and cough lightly:
“Your Holiness, we were just chatting with several princes including Herama in the courtyard, and they also praised our Mosesad exhibition.

Of course, I can't brag too much in front of distinguished guests.

But privately speaking, I think this expo has its merits compared to the previous ones I participated in. For example, the Investigation Department, the Church of Wisdom, the Saint's Sect, and many great invention geniuses all got along very well.

Before that, the Dutch royal family and the Mozambique Ocean Company had a quarrel, which was a ridiculous and troublesome matter. "

He didn't dare to ask the Pope for it openly, as he had to save face for him, so he could only avoid the question and while speaking, he ordered a royal guard to take the black clip from the Pope and return it to Liu Yonglu.

All the priests of the Church of Wisdom, including Sita, were angry, but there was nothing they could do. Just as Liu Yonglu guessed, if they really brought up old scores, the Church of Wisdom would not be clean either.

At the mass in the Sabine Forest, Bastoli was chasing Nicholas. He was not in the right in this matter!
The Pope smiled and nodded to Liu Yonglu, then turned around and left with the priests. Everyone thought that the matter was over.

"Make way, make way, everyone, move aside, don't let me touch you, it's troublesome!"

At this moment, another person squeezed in from outside the crowd. He was of medium build, carrying two baskets of food in each hand. He was wearing a light flannel suit, but the sleeves of the suit and the trouser legs were a little short, making him look particularly ill-fitting and funny.

Who is it? Mr. Shani, he brought lunch to the master.

Today there is not only lunch for the master, but also for the master's wife, Xiaohu, and Xiaohu's sister.

So Shani prepared a lot and brought a lot. In addition to the dishes Liu Yonglu ordered, he asked Baba to pick out four or five more dishes that Liu Yonglu liked to eat and cook them.

Everything is ready, and he will deliver it personally.

Shani's nutrition has been replenished these days. He has just recovered from a serious injury since he came out of 1408. He was short and small. During this period of time, he ate a lot in Tianying Restaurant. He grew taller and gained weight. Even his little face became round. He is gradually recovering to become a fat man.

Squeezing into the crowd, he saw Liu Yonglu, who was "seriously injured and weak."

Mr. Shani was a simple-minded man! Seeing the master so pitiful, he put the basket on the counter and hugged the master and cried:

"Wow, who of you hurt my master?
My dear old teacher! I haven't learned much from you yet, and you are about to pass away! Don't you want to be your apprentice?
Don't worry, I will avenge you right away! Wow!"

"puff!"

Mili Tang's fingernails are about to break, how many skills have you learned yet? You have a lot of skills now!
But it's no wonder. In the past few months, every time Liu Yonglu went to Tianying Restaurant for dinner, he would pull Xia Ni aside and talk excitedly. This is what he was teaching her!

"My beloved disciple! Master... Master, I'm fine... it's just... my old illness has come back..."

He has a shitty old problem!
"You... put the master down... cough cough... give the master two sips of soup."

"Okay, Master!"

Shani was very obedient. He took Liu Yonglu from General Norman and leaned him against the counter. He took a pot of soup from the basket and fed Liu Yonglu a mouthful with a spoon.

"Master...are you feeling better?"

"Nicholas' turtle soup is delicious!"

Liu Yonglu quickly gave a thumbs up!
(End of this chapter)