Inside the inner wall, in a side hall of the monastery.
“Elder, an emergency letter has just arrived from the outer wall!”A middle-aged man dressed in a white monk’s Daoist Robe said respectfully in a low voice. At the same time, he handed over the black secret letter he had received with both hands.
Stuart, who was processing a few documents, frowned slightly and raised his hand to receive it.
The middle-aged man immediately took small steps forward and handed it over to him.
After opening the black secret letter, Stuart took a quick glance at it. His old eyes instantly narrowed slightly and a cold glint flashed past them, “That old thing Richelieu actually dares to spread the position of Pope without permission? After being Pope for so many years, does he think that his wings have hardened?”
“Elder, in my opinion, there must be a reason for this,”the middle-aged man said with his head lowered.