Alexander took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart. "Enough, I can't blame you for this. Who would've thought that Zhang Beixing would be so charismatic?"
"Now, among the populace, they're probably all praising his heroic deeds, right? It's laughable that a mere upstart dares to compare with our Holy See."
Thinking of Zhang Beixing's reputation among the people, Alexander gnashed his teeth, wishing he could tear him apart. But in a quick turn of thought, a cold smile crept onto his lips.
"However, this could also be an opportunity."
"Sir?" Giovanni was somewhat confused, looking at Alexander with a bewildered expression.
Alexander chuckled darkly, his tone playful. "Think about it, now Zhang Beixing's prestige among the people is as high as the midday sun, he's indeed the center of attention."
"At this moment, if some scandal were to break out, wouldn't it deal a greater blow to him?"
"You mean..." Giovanni suddenly understood, his eyes lighting up.
