Inside the Holy Church.
Even though many commoners were perpetually in hunger and could only live off tree bark and their strong faiths, the holy buildings were still lavishly decorated. The golden embossed patterns on the building almost blinded the onlookers' eyes.
The Bishop pointed his scepter at a side room. "The three of you, be prepared to be bathed in Holy Light and proceed to the church."
"Yes."
"Yes."
Eighteen Massacres scrutinized Lin Jie carefully before he entered the church with the other two people.
Lin Jie was puzzled. Why did this formidable and respectable-looking Bishop call him in here?
"You have seen Yatasha before?" asked the Bishop in an energetic voice. He sounded like a man in his prime.
"Yes, and there is a misunderstanding between us," Lin Jie replied in a resigned tone and pointed to the name above his head.
