"Butcher, I want you..."
The sun was bright and the breeze light. Tens of thousands of believers, bishops, priests, and other clergymen closed their eyes to confess. Monica, as a saintess, abandoned her usual sanctity and grace, tempting Chen Fan like a cat in heat.
Sanctity, grace, and heat.
This stark contrast made Chen Fan react as any normal man would. He felt that at this moment, the one who should truly confess should be Monica…
However, Monica seemed to know that even though all the believers had closed their eyes, given her and Chen Fan's status, someone would inevitably be watching from afar. So, she lowered her arms - on her arm was a silver bracelet. When she was secretly tempting Chen Fan earlier, the bracelet emitted a dazzling light under the sun, preventing others from seeing her and Chen Fan's figures, let alone her actions.
