Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 1312

"Won't that cause a national conflict?" Dawson still seemed a little worried.

Cameron's tone was deep. "We can't be worried about that anymore. His Holiness has made his orders clear. Besides, he can handle the problems regarding the conflict. We just have to do our part and stop them from killing our fellow believers as they please."

Dawson nodded. Just then, a man from the opposite side walked over and shouted, "My name is Captain Simu of the Scorpion Army. Which one of you is the leader here?"

Cameron came forward. Both men stood across each other, separated by nothing but barbed wire. Cameron called out, "I am Captain Cameron Sharpe of the Flame Dragon Lord Church Militia. Is anything the matter?"

"You killed our people. Surrender now, or we shall kill all of you," Simu shouted.

Cameron smirked. "Your men fired first, and they killed believers of our church. Who are you to say that we have killed your people?"

"They are criminals of Terya, and deserve to be shot on sight," Simu roared.

Cameron refused to back down either. "They were already within Gango territory, regardless of who they were. You broke the law by firing without permission. This could lead to a war between our countries."

"A war?" Simu burst out laughing. "As if Gango would have the guts to go to war against us!"

Cameron's tone was icy. "It doesn't matter what Gango thinks. We shall not allow the slaughtering of our church believers, and those murderers deserved their demise."

"How dare you! I suppose you aren't going to surrender, then!"

A long sword appeared in Cameron's grasp. "What do you think?"

Simu sneered, retreating slowly.

Once he had retreated within the fleet, he shouted, "Open fire!"

The soldiers of the Scorpion Army fired at full blast in the opposite direction.

Bullets filled the air, the thunderous sounds sending chills down everyone's spines.

"Get down!" Cameron shouted. The church militia lay on the ground at once, but Cameron charged over brandishing his sword.

A cultivator of peak Ambience level was still a considerably terrifying threat to regular mortals.

Cameron wove through the sea of bullets, his figure morphing as he moved.