"Sister Veronica, someone is looking for you outside."
"Okay, I'll be right there."
Veronica put down the bullet she was engraving with exorcism inscriptions and reached for the nun's habit hanging on the rack beside her.
The black and white habit instantly covered the young girl's lush and beautiful curves.
After washing up briefly, she walked out of the church and saw Wang Yunxiao sitting on a bench in the church's front plaza, looking like a farmer who had just come into town, his clothes tattered and stained with mud, a bundle on his back, and holding a dirty sack in his hand.
"How did you manage to get into such a state in just a few days?"
Since they were quite familiar with each other, Veronica didn't bother maintaining her image and asked casually.
"Went around and got into a few fights."
Wang Yunxiao laughed and opened the sack in his hand, "Found something I don't quite understand, thought I'd come over and ask you about it."
