“You fellows. Who is the current head of the Knights of the Holy City Guild?” Chen Xiaolian looked at Ulysses and Lucius, who had only just gotten up, and asked. 0

He could see that these two had the highest status amongst all those present. As Mene had died, these fellows must have selected a new successor. 0

“I… am the current Guild Leader, Ulysses. This is our Deputy Guild Leader, Lucius.” Ulysses took a deep breath. He was doing his best to suppress the fear and worry within him. 0

He was already 43 years old. Back when Shen turned the entire Knights of the Holy City Guild upside down with his attack and snatched away the wings, he was only a fresh rookie.0

He had personally witnessed how Saint Canaan, whom he had originally thought to be peerless, was defeated and killed by Shen. 0

And now, it seemed as though everything would repeat itself. 0

“Enough, no need to worry that much.” Chen Xiaolian smiled. “Since you are the decision-maker, I’ll just be frank. I just need you fellows to promise, to lend me this item for a while. After I’ve used it, I will return it to you.”0

“Lend?” Ulysses clenched his teeth. “How can you guarantee that?” 0

“It’s very simple. If I really wanted to just snatch it away today, there would’ve been no need for me to exchange all this nonsense with you fellows.” Chen Xiaolian shrugged, his tone highly relaxed. “The strength to easily kill you fellows off is my guarantee.”0

Ulysses fell silent.0

Chen Xialian’s words...0