Dudian’s eyes gradually focused as he sensed Richelieu’s arrival. He looked up at him: “How is the ceremony going?”
“It is ongoing. There won’t be any mistakes.”Richelieu bowed his head in a humble manner. He had put down his identity and was respectful towards Dudian.
Dudian nodded: “After the ceremony we will let him read out our statements.”
“I will.”Richelieu nodded.
Dudian slowly retracted his eyes and looked at the air on the ground. His thoughts drifted away.
Richelieu peeked at Dudian. He saw that there was nothing for him to do so he slowly retreated.
When the sun was getting stronger, the ceremony was coming to an end. Barton stood alone on the altar, facing the gazes from all directions. Although he was nervous, he focused all his attention on the Bible in his hand, it did not seem that awkward.
