Chen Zi's breath hitched.
Uncle.
It had been so long since she called him that.
The word hit him harder than he expected, sending a wave of emotion crashing into his chest. His eyes stung, but he forced himself to push those feelings aside.
Now wasn't the time.
With a deep breath, he steadied himself and continued.
"Yes," Chen Zi said, his voice cold with barely restrained fury.
"It was a priest of the Church of Heaven—more specifically, a priest from Brightheaven City's branch."
His eyes glittered with rage, his fingers clenching so tightly around his sword that his knuckles turned white.
"His name is High Priest Dorian," he continued, his tone sharp as a blade.
"He's the highest-ranking church official in Brightheaven."
