Chapter 3901: Looking for an antidote

Bishop Arnold cursed secretly in his heart, but his face remained calm.

"I advise you not to think of any crooked brains, otherwise, the consequences, huh..."

Ye Fan snorted coldly.

"You can't afford it."

"I will give you three days to the Holy See. If the antidote is not in my hands after three days, then you can just wait."

After saying this, Ye Fan released the coercion of his whole body.

Arnold shuddered and couldn't move under the pressure.

After seeing Arnold's face changed, Ye Fan stopped staying any more and turned and left.

After Ye Fan walked away, Arnold eased from the pressure. His expression changed. He picked up a huge decorative vase next to him and threw it to the ground, smashing the vase to pieces.

Just in front of Ye Fan, the anger that Arnold had hidden completely broke out at this moment.

"Go and invite the other three protagonists in red."

Arnold called a little pastor and said to him angrily.

The little pastor felt Arnold's anger and retreated tremblingly.

After receiving Arnold's summons, the other three cardinals came one after another.

"How, Arnold?"

Abbott asked.

"How is the cultivation base of that Eastern monk?"

Hearing Abbott’s questioning, Arnold glanced at him.

"As soon as he sees our cardinal bishop, he'll start to **** off."

Morol laughed.

"How powerful can an Eastern monk be?"

"Oh, how powerful can it be?"

Arnold glanced mockingly at Morol.

"He just released the coercion on his body and made me immobile. That powerful coercion has left me with lingering fears now."

"That only shows that you are too weak."

Morol obviously didn't believe Arnold's words, he could not see Arnold, and at this time he mocked even more unabashedly.

"Is I too weak or he is too strong? Why don't you try it yourself."

Arnold retorted.

"Don't quarrel for now."

Shan En looked at the two people who were arguing with a headache.

"We have worked together for so many years, do we still not know what Arnold is?"

Morol fell silent.

"I don't believe, how could a mere oriental monk have such a powerful cultivation base."

Abbott glanced at Morol helplessly, then turned to ask Arnold.

"Arnold, do you know why he wants to destroy so many of our churches?"

Arnold had a headache again when he said this.

"Remember the poison that the Holy See used to control people?"

"Naturally know, does this medicine have anything to do with this matter?"

Shan En asked.

"The Eastern monk called himself Ye Fan, and he said that our Holy See had poisoned his people, and he also showed evidence to let us surrender the antidote within three days."

Arnold replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, Abbott frowned.

"Could it be that his people are the poison we use to control people?"

"This is impossible."

As soon as this statement came out, it was rebutted by Morol.

"The people controlled by this poison are within our control. Any tendency to go beyond our control will be immediately wiped out."

Arnold looked at Morol and frowned. He really didn't want to talk to this brainless person at all.

"But this is the case. I'm pretty sure that the vial he took out contains the poison we use to control others."