My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

Pope Peter's cup of tea was one of the few treasures Ye Chen had ever tasted.

Only the cup of spiritual tea brewed in Qingyunyuan and Gudao can compare with it.

The living environment of tea is different, the cooking techniques are different, and the taste is also different.

This cup of tea is filled with an extremely strong aura of light. If Ye Chen guessed correctly, this tea has been influenced by the power of light for many years, so it contains such a strong aura of light.

If a member of the Holy See drinks this cup of tea, his strength will definitely increase greatly.

"To be able to bring out such treasures, it seems that the Pope has come to me this time for a big deal."

Marven looked at Pope Peter and said with a smile.

"With your intelligence, Hades, you should know why I am looking for you."

Pope Peter said slowly with a meaningful smile on his face.

"I'm a little confused. This is the tomb of a powerful Chinese warrior. What is there that can make the Holy See pay so much attention to it?"

Ye Chen asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Please ask the Pope to clear up my doubts."

The Pope narrowed his eyes, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and chuckled: "It seems that if I don't tell the truth today, this cooperation will not be able to continue?"

"In order to prevent us from having the same goals, clarifying things in advance is the correct attitude for cooperation, isn't it?"

Ye Chen said with a smile.

"According to the records in the ancient books of our Holy See, a sacred instrument of our Holy See was lost in China, and it is in this ancient tomb."

The Pope said in a deep voice.

"What kind of sacred weapon can make you, an old guy like Peter, take such a big risk to leave the Holy See and come to China?"

Avril asked casually.

"The Holy Grail, the Holy Grail of the Lord."

The Pope said word for word.

"It's actually the Holy Grail?"

Ye Chen's pupils shrank, his eyes full of sharpness.

Even Avril's expression changed slightly.

Although he knew that it might be an extremely precious holy instrument, Ye Chen did not expect that it was actually the Holy Grail.

Compared to the Blood Grail, one of the twelve holy weapons of the Vampire Clan, the Holy Grail is much more powerful.

According to legend, drinking the water from the Holy Grail can bring people back to life and make them immortal.

Although this legend is not very reliable, it can also reflect the power of the Holy Grail.

Unexpectedly, this sacred artifact was actually in the ancient tomb.

"I, the Holy See, only need the Holy Grail, and I won't take anything else."

Pope Peter said in a deep voice: "I think my sincerity should be enough."

"Pope Peter, I'm a little confused as to why you didn't cooperate with the Chinese officials and instead came to me."

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and suddenly asked.

"Compared to them, I believe you more."

Pope Peter said meaningfully.

"It seems that you want to use the power of the Lord God."

Ye Chen said with a smile.

"We have the same purpose and there is no conflict of interest. If we join forces, we will get greater benefits. Why not?"

Pope Peter smiled and said: "I think you also need the powerful power of the Holy See, don't you think so? Miss Avril."

"You are really a good lobbyist."

Avril frowned, with a look of helplessness on her face.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Pope Peter smiled and looked at Ye Chen.

"Hades, what do you think?"

Pope Peter asked meaningfully.

"The conditions are indeed very tempting, but to me, they are not of much use. Even without the power of the Holy See, I can still get what I want."

Ye Chen spread his hands and said with a smile: "Then why should I bother."

"I think you need the help of the Holy See. The power of the Dark Council is far beyond your imagination. According to the Holy See's intelligence, Caesar is ready to enter the Dark Sky Pool and accept the inheritance of the God of Darkness, and the Dark Council has already spoken out. , I will definitely kill you this time."

Pope Peter said meaningfully: "If you agree to cooperate with the Holy See, then the Holy See will help you resist the pressure from the Dark Parliament. You should know what the Dark Treasure House represents to the Dark Parliament."

"Caesar entered the Dark Heaven Pond? What is the Dark Heaven Pond?"

Ye Chen was slightly stunned.

"Dark Tianchi is the most mysterious place of the Dark Parliament. It is rumored to be the inheritance left by the God of Darkness, the speaker of the first generation of the Dark Parliament."

Avril curled her lips and said calmly: "It's just a stronger human being, but he dares to call himself the God of Darkness. It's ridiculous."

"A stronger human?"

Ye Chen frowned, a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

To be called a stronger human being by a proud god like Avril, it seems that this god of darkness is very powerful.

"It is rumored that Pope Peter is the most outstanding person among all the popes in the Holy See. What we saw today is that he truly deserves his reputation."

Ye Chen smiled and said: "I agree to this cooperation. I hope we can have a happy cooperation."

“A pleasure to work with.”

Pope Peter said with a smile.

"The entrance to the Immortal Tomb has not yet been determined. When the entrance is found, I will inform you."

Ye Chen said in a deep voice.

"I'm waiting for the good news from you all."

Pope Peter said with a smile.

"Since there's nothing wrong, let's leave first."

Ye Chen smiled, stood up and left with Avril.

After Ye Chen left, Michael walked in and said in a deep voice: "Your Holiness, can Hades trust them?"

"The new Hades has attracted a lot of enemies. The power of the Holy See cannot be more important to them. He is a smart man and should know how to choose."

A gentle smile appeared on Pope Peter's face, and he said slowly: "This is China after all. A powerful dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake. We need the power of Hades, especially the power of Athena."

"Athena."

Michael's pupils shrank slightly, and a solemn look appeared on his face.

As the archangel, Michael knew how powerful the goddess of wisdom was.

At this moment, the Pope's face suddenly became serious and he said, "Michael, get ready, a distinguished guest is coming."

"Dignified guest?"

Michael was stunned for a moment. Before he could speak, a very calm voice suddenly came from the conference room.

"In my Chinese way of hospitality, there is no reason for guests to entertain their hosts."

A figure suddenly appeared in the reception room and said calmly.

Michael's face froze, and he turned around suddenly, his eyes full of vigilance.

"Who are you?"

Michael shouted loudly, the breath around his body was surging, as if he was about to take action at any time.

"Michael, stop."

Pope Peter said lightly, then turned around and looked at the man in priest robes in front of him, with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Gudao, it's been a long time."

Pope Peter said slowly, his eyes filled with emotion.