Capítulo 1098: Chapter 97: Acquaintances, Acquaintances, Acquaintances, and…
Zone 2 Lower District, in a house that clearly hasn’t been inhabited for a while, lacking the sll of smoke, but ticulously cleaned.
A few neatly dressed individuals gathered in the living room, four n and one woman, standing in two rows, politely facing the window, with none of them taking a seat.
After a mont, a man nearly two ters tall, draped in a red robe, erged from the washroom.
He seed to have just finished bathing, steam rising from his skin, emanating an aura of elegance and nobility. His every move exuded the deanor of soone long in a position of power, holding a black book, with a red sun emblem embroidered on his left chest.
From his appearance alone, he fully conveyed his identity as a church priest, and of a high rank at that.
“Lord White!” Upon seeing him co out, everyone humbly lowered their heads, kneeling on the ground, extending their hands in mid-air like the most devout believers.
Bishop White lightly touched the palms of several people, casually glancing around: “Hmm, is everyone here?”
One person replied: “Two brothers had an accident and clashed with the local transcendent forces, captured and committed suicide; aside from that, all Eight Court Knights are in place, with the remaining twenty-five Holy Knights all on standby.”
Bishop White frowned: “Didn’t I warn you not to engage with Bai Yujing? Are my words just ignored?”
The person hastily explained: “Bishop, it was the Lao Mountain Sect that acted.”
“Oh, I see, that’s good. Thank the Holy Emperor for the protection, let’s begin the mass.” White said.
The others quickly lowered their heads and said: “Yes, in accordance with your will! Praise the grace of the Holy Emperor!”
Under White’s guidance, the group of n in suits took off their outer garnts, revealing red jumpsuits underneath, and donned red headscarves with a large letter ‘Y’ stitched on them.
If anyone else saw this, they would surely recognize the emblem of the “Red Emperor Army,” a division of the Salvation Army.
Amidst the rustling sounds, these mbers of the Red Emperor Army began to chant devoutly.
Their prayers were quite peculiar, starting with a very procedural three-part blessing, followed by phrases like “bountiful harvest” and “immune to all poisons,” appearing neither rustic nor Western.
Notably, when the first part of the prayer was finished, and it was ti for the latter part, their leader, Bishop Bruce White, lifted an eyelid, revealing a strong, impatient expression.
After the lengthy prayer ritual concluded, they shared a “holy al” consisting of wine, flatbread, leek dumplings, and ginger candies.
When all was done, they all put on their disguises again.
Among them, an articulate middle-aged man picked up a paper secret note and reported to their leader, White, one by one:
“The Annihilation Association reported that recent operations encountered difficulties. A mber betrayed and is retaliating against them, possibly unable to complete the mission early, but Zi Shu promised they would strive to settle it before the deadline, without burdening the organization;
“Mr. ‘Magician’ of the Annihilation Faction stated he would et us within a week, the specific location not yet determined, he said he would notify us in due course;
“Additionally, Mr. ‘Scepter One’ allocated five Holy Knights to assist us, which was reported and approved by you yesterday;
“The ‘Pu Saman’ of Bai Yujing’s Second Tower refused our solicitation, the envoy was already killed by her, but our identities were not exposed, they used people from the ‘Khorne’ Esoteric Buddhism, I’m afraid they will have a hard ti in Penglai recently.”
“Moreover, there’s still…”
The middle-aged man spoke every word clearly, reading the intelligence one by one.
White listened, nodding while tapping on the cover of the Bible, and said flatly: “Good, I know everything. If there’s nothing particularly important, don’t co here to find next.”
“Yes, Lord Bishop, we’ll heed your instructions.”
They placed their hands on their chests in salute, rose up quietly, and left in succession, gently closing the door behind them.
Click—
…
“Bang!”
Amidst the creaking sounds.
Xu Shu forcefully twisted and opened his ho’s door.
He didn’t hurry to enter but stood at the entrance, scrutinizing his ho’s door.
It was still early, not yet nine o’clock at night.
After dining with the “worldly sage” Yun Jinxi, Xu Shu returned ho directly.
Tonight, there seed to be so kind of lantern festival in the Upper City, with many people flocking upstairs from the Lower District.
There were bunny girls in black silk posing for people to admire, people in fox-tailed suits with tails inserted behind, acrobats jumping up and down, and so on.
Perforrs in strange costus, passersby with joyful laughter, the bustling atmosphere everywhere filled the elevator to the brim, leaving no room. Being able to attend the activities in the Upper City signified at least a fairly affluent family life.
But the excitent was theirs, having nothing to do with Xu Shu.
He got off the elevator in Zone 2 Lower District and was carefully observing his ho’s lock at this mont.
After inspecting it for a while, he scratched at the narrow keyhole, took it out, slled it, and with an expression of relief, muttered to himself:
“Rusting so quickly? Sigh, indeed with only a little bit of sunlight a day, it’s insufficient, making everything damp! If Zone 2 Lower District is like this, wouldn’t those below be even worse, such a tough life… Looks like I’ll have to get so lubricant tomorrow…”
While the thought of the hardships of life lingered, Xu Shu heard the door across the corridor open and instinctively looked over.
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