"Good child, rise," the Holy Master's voice held a hint of gratified smile, as if seeing his own child succeed.
Aubree Groove and Mandy stood up, but their heads remained bowed, afraid to look around carelessly.
Aubree felt a gaze on her, knowing it was the Holy Master observing her.
After a long while, Isabella spoke again: "What's your name?"
Mandy immediately responded: "I am your servant, Mandy."
A long silence followed, the oppressive feeling from above made Mandy's forehead sweat profusely, he knelt on the ground with a "thud", his forehead touching the floor: "I deserve to die, please punish me, Holy Master."
The Holy Master was asking Julius Sutton, not him.
Such silence almost made one suffocate. Mandy trembled all over, finally he heard the Holy Master speak: "Stand up, it's my fault for not being clear, not yours."
Mandy didn't expect the Holy Master to be so understanding, but he dared not take it lightly and carefully stood up.
