Staring at the stunned crowd, their gazes met in confusion before erupting in chaotic uproar.
"What? The Dominion Holy Image is actually fake?"
"F***, I spent millions of Star Coins just to get in here..."
"..."
The noise below became incessant, as both acquaintances and strangers started talking to each other.
Jaint couldn't help but nod; this plan was indeed effective. That scheming figure in the dark certainly wouldn't dare put the fake directly in the Central World.
If they did that, it would be too easily exposed. Since the other side didn't come forward, they could instead display it for them, and then shatter the illusion as proof.
Afterward, even if traces of the Dominion Holy Image appeared again, it would hardly cause a major sensation.
"Someone is actually trying to overturn the Empire? Utter wishful thinking." He sneered in his heart.
But just then, an indescribable, chilling sense of dread washed over him.
Above!
