Kevin’s words fell, and the atmosphere suddenly stiffened.
The golden light of the old pope shivered slightly, rubbing the scepter in his hand, his eyes fixed on Kevin’s eyes in front of him, his voice trembling slightly: “Is it… is it?”
“Well, yes.” Kevin said calmly: “I don’t know if she is your daughter, I’m sorry for that.”
The old pope was speechless.
The atmosphere in the whole hall is even stranger.
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