"Yes, you said you don't know where he went! So you can think that this matter has nothing to do with you?" Muss said slowly.

Papua's eyes were vague, and he paused for a few seconds before saying, "Otherwise? Mousse, Andrew, you find Irving now, and I will confront him, and everything will be clear!"

"Is this really the case? I have to find Irving to confirm your guilt?" Muss said.

Papua looked at Muss' expression and suddenly became a little uncertain. He replied, "Isn't that...isn't it? This... I can swear, this matter has nothing to do with me. Really, Andysto, Saint, you have to believe me!"

"If you swear it is useful, why do you need the law? Papua, if you admit it on your own initiative, the effect will be better. If you still want to argue..."

"What do I admit? I admit that I murdered the Saint? Musse, killing people is just a lie. You are going to kill me directly!" Papua suddenly said with pain.

Mousse shook his head and said, "Truth and justice will never be defeated. If you ask me what it means, I represent the truth. You murdered the Saint, no matter what the reason, I will fight you to the end. Papua, here is a record of information, which was sent out on your phone. Now we have not found Irving's whereabouts, but this message clearly shows that you let him hide! And it was yesterday morning, half an hour before Irving left."

As soon as the evidence came out, the whole room was full of shock. Many people did not believe that Papua would do such a thing. If an elder planned to kill the saint, it would be a shocking event in the jihad organization. Once it was confirmed that it was true, the elder would never be able to continue to live, and now...

Papua stood up and shouted with a ferocious face: "You are lying, it must be you. You have fabricated these evidences. I swear I did not want to kill the saint!"

"I won't say that it's far away. Since the Saint returned yesterday, you have targeted her everywhere. Although her inner demon failed, no one said that she would give up the Saint's position. It was you, you forced the Saint's position to give up the Saint's position. You were aggressive at that time, why are you so arrogant now? Why, the evidence is in front of you, you can't argue, and you are going to do this now?"

Papua immediately shouted: "You are accusation. I have never thought of killing a saint, and I have no reason to kill her!"

Andysto spoke out and stopped the quarrel between the two sides, but his words were much colder. He said, "Papua, calm down, Mousse, Andrew, try your best to find Irving!"

Speaking of this, Andy Stowe emphasized his tone and said in a deep voice: "I want to see people alive, and if I die, I have to find the body!"

Mousse and Andrew also knew the seriousness of the matter. They could doubt Papua, but if there was no direct evidence that it was Papua, Papua would not be affected too much in the end, after all... the Saint has already stepped down.

The saint's clenched fist loosened, and she never said anything. It's not that she didn't want to say it, but the matter was not clear. Papua is now suspected to be a big shot, but the saint has noticed that when he just defended himself, his angry look didn't seem to be pretending...

When the entire jihad organization was launched, its power was terrifying. Even the entire United States, as well as neighboring countries and regions, caused a wave of storms. As the most important object of suspicion, Papua was really imprisoned in his residence this time and was not allowed to have any contact with the outside world.

"Saint... I still call you that!" Andysto kept the Saint, and the others had dispersed. There were only Saint and him in the huge hall. Andysto was 106 years old this year, but like Murong Yuanqing and others, time did not leave too many traces on his face. It looked like he was fifty or sixty years old. If it weren't for his gray beard, it would be like Gandalf in "The Lord of the Rings".

The saint nodded slightly and said, "Great Elder, please feel free."

"Well, your injury is healing?" Andysto asked.

The saint said, "It's better, but it still needs some time to rest!"

"That's good. As a great elder, I have the responsibility to apologize to you. If I knew that this would happen, I would accompany you."

"No, Great Elder, this has nothing to do with you. After all, as the Great Elder, if he knew about this, he would have killed it long ago!" said the saint with a smile.

Andysto felt that the saint's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the hearts of the people. He couldn't help but look away and said, "I will thoroughly investigate this matter. No matter who is Papua or others, the organization will not let him go. It is a great sin and unforgivable to hurt the saint."

"Thank you!" said the saint.

Andy Stowe laughed dryly and then said, "Actually... I want to say something, and it is my personal request!"

"Please say, Elder Andysto." The saint nodded gently.

"Then I'll say it!" Andysto smiled kindly and said slowly: "You have stepped down as a saint. What are your plans in the future?"

The Saint smiled in her heart. She had known that Andy Stowe had left her alone, not to soothe her emotions. She had to have other plans. So as soon as Andy Stowe spoke, the Saint knew his purpose. On the surface, the Saint said lightly: "This time the injury is very serious, so I will rest for a while, and then go to China, choose a place, and live for the rest of my life."

"You really need to rest in the injury, don't worry!" Andy Stowe frowned and then said, "But why go to China?"

"Elder Andysto, you know that in the Holy Demon thing, you must fall in love with the other person before you can lead to the inner demon. When the inner demon comes out, you must kill the other person to survive the inner demon. If you cannot kill it, it will be the inner demon that will fail, and this life will completely belong to the other party. I have failed now. Although the Golden Eagle is dead, my heart can no longer hold others, and there is no possibility of improving my cultivation. Then it is better to go to China, find a place to spend this life." The Holy Demon replied, with sadness in his eyes.

But the elder Andy Stowe frowned even harder. He said: "I think this is inappropriate. Saint, you are an American, and China... after all, our country is a competitor, and it can even be said to be a hostile country. If you go, your personal safety cannot be guaranteed!"

"No, I don't care about safety now. If I die, it's not bad. Great Elder, you can't imagine that feeling. The person I love most died to save you, but you live alone in this world. I have only one wish now. I want to find out the person who murdered me and the Golden Eagle behind me. I want him to pay his life!" In the last sentence, the Saint was really murderous, and a strong murderous intent surged out, and Andy Stowe also felt a stern.

He knew that the Saint's intention was decided, but he was the Great Elder, the most powerful person in the Presbyterian Church of the Jihad organization, so he said: "I don't think I would agree to the Saint, even if the former Saint goes to China, let alone the Golden Eagle is dead!"

"In other words, even if he is alive, you won't agree to me to go?" the saint asked.

Andysto's face did not change, and he said, "Yes, this is also a rule. Even the ex-saint should not go to a man's house at will!"

"Great Elder, my cultivation level in this life can only be like this. There is no hope of advancement. It is useless to stay in the organization. Why not let me leave?" The saint's heart was already filled with anger, but it was still very calm on the surface. She kept telling herself that it was not time to explode.

Andy Stowe smiled faintly and said, "I can remember someone anywhere. There is no need to go to the other party's country. Besides, if the Golden Eagle dies at the hands of our people, the Chinese side will never give up. If you go, there is absolutely danger. If you encounter danger, then... the jihad organization will inevitably declare war with the Chinese side, and things will be a big deal at that time."

The saint shook his head and said, "Great Elder, I can listen to you in other things, but I don't think there is room for negotiation on this matter, and I have decided!"

"Haha, take care of your injuries first. You can go back to this matter. Besides, you are the ex-saint, and the new generation of saints has not yet been settled. If you leave at this time, you will lose your responsibilities!" Andysto finally expressed his purpose, and it was also his ultimate goal to keep the saint today.

The saint frowned slightly, looked at Andysto, and asked, "Great Elder, do you mean... let me help you cultivate a new generation of saints?"

"Yes, there is such a request. I also hope that you can consider the overall situation and agree to my request. The holy teachings you know must be without saints. With saints, our holy teachings are complete, and countless believers will have faith in us. Therefore, I hope you can help me and cultivate a new generation of saints. In fact, this is also good for you. The new generation of saints will have a lot of affection for you, and I will thank you too!"

It was Andysto who thanked the Saint, not the Jihad organization. There was a big difference between them. It was good to reap Andysto's personal friendship, which was good to some extent. But similarly, if the Saint really helped Andysto develop a new generation of Saint, then it would inevitably offend other elders. Andysto was so old, how many years could he live?

The other elders are at least much younger than Andy Stowe. It is not worth offending others for him. The Saint made a judgment instantly, not to mention that she didn't want to stay in the organization, especially Li Yifei was not dead. As soon as her inner demons left, her heart was all on Li Yifei. How could she win the favor of an elder?
Chapter completed!