...Are you also one of the Hounds of Pain?
As soon as An Su stepped outside, he saw a man's crotch gushing forth a flood.
The one named Rosen first stood there with trembling legs, then a moistness began to seep out from between his legs,
He stared at An Su as if seeing a ghost, instinctively backed away, then fell to the ground,
wriggling like a twisting earthworm as he kept scooting backward, shuffling through a patch of shadow before finally half-crawling, half-rolling out of the church.
After pushing the door open and leaving the church,
the journalists outside swarmed him like sharks smelling blood.
"Excuse me, are you from that Church?"
This was a journalist from the Religious Pioneer Newspaper; he made money by covering religious issues.
"Why did you pee yourself?"
This was a journalist from the Evening Entertainment Weekly; he earned his living by digging up entertaining news.
"Would you pay me to change your name to Kavensis Black in the article?"
