Click—
The door of the old office was slowly pushed open, and the gaunt figure lifted his head to look at the old desk in front of him.
A red swivel chair stood behind this desk, facing the window beside the desk, with its back to the door, and also to the gaunt figure.
The gaunt figure slowly moved forward, standing before the desk, and slowly spoke, "Bishop, the Abnormal Association is conducting a city-wide search right now. Most of the mercenaries we hired have been intercepted by them, and the church brethren who were out have returned to the eternal Abnormal."
"Do you know what mistake you've made?" A hoarse voice came from the chair.
"I acted too hastily. I shouldn't have gathered so many people at this time to surround Loren, and I also put the church brethren in danger, delaying the church's major business."
