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These nuns were making sense.

Actually, they primarily discussed two issues.

First:

They stressed

that it was up to them to decide whether or not to sign the contract and whether or not to beco demons.

Everything had nothing to do with the Priest!

But then, the next sentence from the little pink-haired girl almost caused the nuns’ brains to shrink.

"So, you’re saying that the Priest isn’t creating demons, he’s just the demons’ mover?"

Even though it was the sa thing, why did it feel like the Priest’s image had worsened after the pink-haired girl said it like that?

Second:

The nuns also emphasized

that the Priest dabbled in demon contracts mainly due to his righteous heart, sacrificing the lesser family for the greater good, even at risk to himself, and venturing to explore the source of demonic power at close range.

How could such a Priest, who plunged into darkness for the sake of seeking the light, be a bad person?

"Umm umm~"

Pinkie nodded her head.

"Don’t change the subject. So in the end, the Priest still made the contract for his own selfish desires to explore demonic power, right?"

Hiss...

The nuns’ speech halted, feeling quite uncomfortable with what the pink-haired girl had said.

How did her words take on a different flavor once they ca out of her mouth?

"No, no! Our Priest explores the power of demons with great benevolence, sacrificing the lesser for the greater! How can you say he did it for selfish desires?"

Mu Xitang flipped through the Bible skillfully, pointing to the large print and saying,

"Open your eyes and take a good look. ’To give oneself fully to God, is to receive abundantly from God. To give to God willingly without expecting anything in return, is to receive great rewards!’"

"See that? True selflessness is not seeking repaynt, commonly known as doing good deeds without leaving a na. You claim that your Priest ’wants’ to explore demonic power, but the Bible explicitly states that ’want’ implies ’receive,’ and ’receive’ indicates ’desire.’"

"No matter how nice you make it sound with your lips, I’m asking you, after all the flashy moves your Priest made, in the end, wasn’t it because he harbored the ’desire’ to explore ’demonic power’?"

"Don’t even talk about the West; it’s the sa principle in the East! An ancient saying goes: ’How can one sweep the world clean if one cannot sweep one’s own doorstep? One doesn’t yet understand one’s own little plot of land and dares to dream of comprehending the source of demonic power? Dream on!’"

Mu Xitang faced the Priest closely, barraging him non-stop with a mouthful of "bah bah".

What the heck?

The discussion at the table and the entire livestream had grown quiet.

The artistic content of the pink-haired girl’s words was a bit high...

While others were still beating around the bush,

she had directly pulled out the Bible, pointing to the text, and told them where they had gone wrong.

The crux of the matter was that the nuns didn’t know how to retort!

Even the Priest’s mouth twitched before he gave up on the idea of rebuking.

How could he argue?

He was, after all, soone who professed belief in God.

If he refuted her with the words from the Bible, wouldn’t he be slapping his own face?

"Oh, little girl, thank you for your enlightennt, for making realize I’m not yet at the level to et the true God’s expectations, but my vision remains benevolent, and I believe God can vouch for ."

"Pfft! Where’s God, then? Let him co out and let , Mu Xitang, have a look. You still have benevolent visions?"

"I Buddha says, ’All living beings are equal,’ and your contract inherently represents an unequal treaty!"

"Look at what’s written on this page? The Bible says that every life deserves respect. How many innocent casualties will your contract cause?"

"Taoism teaches, ’The Way does nothing, yet leaves nothing undone!’ You’re forcefully interfering with the natural course and outco of events!"

"Many tis, these won could have lived, but your contract gave them the courage to face death. And it’s not just the won signing the contracts who are sentenced to die, but those around them are dragged into their funerals!"

"You talk about resolving the demon within three hours? But how many innocents will die during those three hours? Have you ever used your pig brains to think about it?"

She had gone berserk...

Mu Xitang had gone completely berserk.

Not only did she use the Bible, but she also drew upon Buddhist proverbs and Taoist teachings.

The Priest’s CPU started smoking.

Even the usually loyal nuns began to waver in their beliefs.

Nevertheless, they stood by their Priest, this ti directly standing on their own personal interests.

"So, no matter what, the Priest’s contract still brings us won our own confidence; it prevents us from being oppressed by n’s brute force!"

"Yeah, yeah, when I go shopping, I just need to give a look, and those burly male custors obediently carry my shopping basket for ."

"And when I park, n would even take the initiative to move aside, letting park first before they do."

"Right, when we go out to eat together, it’s always n who pay the bill~"

Jiang Xiao, who had been silent until now, couldn’t take it anymore.

Slam!

He smashed the wine glass on the table, pointing angrily at the nuns.

"I spit on that! To hell with you! Why do you look down on won? n and won are equal. Why should you fight for n?"

Huh?

What?

Not only were the nuns stunned, but everyone else was too.

When had they looked down on won?

Honestly, if it ca to fighting, they were feminists, right...?

Jiang Xiao was fuming, his face red with anger, as if he’d been greatly wronged!

"You think n can oppress us won? Are you implying that we, the Xi Tang beauties, are innately weaker than n? Pah! I think it’s the n who should sign this kind of contract! Because won are naturally not weaker than n, it’s an even split, maybe even stronger!"

"And you? You actually think n are stronger? Are you discriminating against us won by implying we’re physically weaker than n? You make sick! We won might have less brute strength, but our finesse is so much better than those brutish n! You’re disgracing our Xi Tang beauties! A sycophant to the nth degree!"

"And you! Why should n proactively stop their cars to let you park first? Are you looking down on Xi Tang won’s driving skills, saying they’re inferior to n’s? Can you even drive? Huh?"

"And especially the last one! Expecting n to pay for als? Are you trying to showcase that ridiculous male chauvinism? Are you asking if you think we Xi Tang beauties aren’t generous enough? That our minds aren’t open enough?"

"All of you are won, yet you spout this nonsense, doesn’t it disgust you?"

By the end, Jiang Xiao had grabbed the phone hanging around his little pink-haired daughter’s neck and opened the front cara.

"Family, who understands, huh? Xi Tang beauties, today I encountered four foolish won, beware, avoid..."

Everyone: ...

Holy crap!

For a mont,

it was hard to tell who was the real fighter!

The boxing of the male rabbit is deceptive; that of the female, confusing. If we reverse the roles, who can tell if I am male or female?

[Sss, wait, wait, wait, hold on, I’m confused.]

[cup is about to smoke, I also need to sort this out...]

[That’s the feeling I wanted, that brain shrinkage I’ve missed. I thought with Mu Xitang around, Jiang Xiao wouldn’t play his hand this ti, but then he suddenly hit with a hard one.]

The nun had already fallen silent.

The Priest had beco stunned.

What kind of boxing is this?

Using magic to counteract magic?

Yes, from Jiang Xiao’s words, he truly seed to be firmly standing from a woman’s perspective.

But the things he said... how did they turn out...

Sss, it’s cringe-worthy!

The little pink-haired girl looked up at her father with admiration.

She knew it!

No matter how good her mory or how much knowledge she had from books, it was nothing compared to her father’s freestyle talent in the mont!

Indeed, one should not be a slave to books; there’s still so much more to learn.

After a while,

the Priest finally took a gulp of the wine in front of him, still dazed.

"Indeed, you’re right; I am selfish. I am obsessed with the power of demons and want to master it; chasing power is human nature, isn’t it?"

By now, the Priest had stopped pretending and laid his cards on the table.

Huh?

Jiang Xiao and the others didn’t react.

But the faith of those nuns collapsed in an instant.

"Father! You said you stood with us and created the demon contract for us!"

"Well, because you’re more emotional, led by feelings easily."

"Aren’t you trying to prevent us from being oppressed by them?"

"Uh, why would you think you’re being oppressed? Aren’t n and won always equal? With similar values and family conditions, how could there be a situation where one side is oppressed?"

"Yes, Father! There always has been! Before your contract, dostic violence cases were twice as high as now!"

"Uh, do you know why it won’t go down?"

"Why?"

"Because half of the dostic violence cases involve them getting abused by won..."

Everyone: ...

"And anyway, if a married couple can’t get along and feel wronged, just divorce, right? The law supports this."

The Priest’s words, though seemingly scrupulous, shattered several nuns’ worldviews.

"So, your previous speeches about carrying the flag for us, about restoring our glory..."

"Those were mainly to coax you into signing the contract; they’re more rational creatures, unlike your emotional ones."

After a pause, the Priest added.

"Of course, I underestimated the appeal and influence of the contract, which led to beco the king of this city. Initially, I just wanted to trick so people into signing the contract, just to see the source of their power after they turned into demons."

At this point, the Priest himself was full of sighs.

How unpredictable life is, how the mourning unfolds!

He never expected that he, a "con artist," would beco a religious figure in the entire city.

To keep up his persona, he had to transform into a Priest, after all, countless eyes were watching every move he made.

If you want to openly research demonic powers, you need so sort of cover or a legitimate reason, right?

Even emperors of old knew to spread so outrageous myths before a rebellion.

Like the uprising cutting off the White Serpent, the divine manifestation of True Martial, or the mythical manuscript in the fish’s belly...

Of course, it’s secondary to invent stories; what’s crucial is to have the support of the people, to be justifiable and righteous.

Done for...

The nuns had completely lost it.

Actually, the Priest wanted to keep arguing, but to no avail.

This father-daughter duo was more outlandish than the next; if he continued this nonsense, he’d truly go mad.

It was better to speak openly because his power had accumulated to a peak; there was no more progress to be made with research.

It was the perfect opportunity to confess, then leave this place. A strong person should not be confined to one corner; it is essential to explore and experience the likes of Jiang Xiao’s remarkable talents.