"What mischief are you plotting this time around?" asked Mephistopheles.

Hearing his words, Shi Dong couldn't help but laugh heartily and gave a wave of his hand. "No, no, don't overthink."

But Mephistopheles still remained vigilant and stared straight at him. "Mr. Shi Dong, Anglo is miserable enough, don't torture it further by causing more trouble."

"Now you aren't even bothering to address me as 'sir'." Shi Dong sighed. "Do I look like a cruel man to you?"

Mephistopheles snorted coldly. "Isn't the Religious Court of Inquiry such a cruel place?"

"Mephistopheles, you know us very well, but not well enough. After all, you have never been one of us," said Shi Dong.

"Yeah, because my conscience is in the way," Mephistopheles replied.

"No, because of cowardice." Shi Dong looked at him. "You witnessed the lives of monsters with your own eyes, so you are afraid to be regarded as a monster by others, And so, you have never understood the real Religious Court of Inquiry."

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