Chapter 91 Reconciliation and Transformation_3

Quetzal's complexion dramatically changed, and he was about to rise immediately. Gillim steadied Quetzal and asked with solemn curiosity, "Noble Chief Priest, was my joke not funny?"

A flash of anger crossed Quetzal's face as he smiled through gritted teeth, "Funny, funny, extremely funny indeed!"

He covered his left chest with his right hand, seemingly angry and distressed, yet he had already grasped the hidden dagger. Although it had been a long time since he last used it, he had still poisoned it before leaving this time.

Behind him, the ascetic priest also reached into his bosom, ready for an imminent confrontation.

"Now that we are one family, pleasing you is my duty. I have heard that ascetic priests have a tradition of cutting themselves and sacrificing their blood. I wonder if I could be instructed by you."