"What's the matter? Is there a problem?" The bishop asked after seeing Amon's expression.
"My Lord, I don't dare. It's just that we have an appointment in Galmier Town," Amon answered.
"What appointment is more important than aiding the Divine's followers? Call the caravan master out! Bishop Tian Jung wants to have a word…!"
"My Lord, the caravan master is sick…"
"Unless he is dead, he must come when a member of the Holy Temple summons him!"
"… Very well, I will go fetch him."
Amon returned to the caravan and entered it. Not long after, he came out with Nao Dou. They carried Peng Chi in their arms. Peng Chi appeared pale.
Bishop Tian Jung and the priests never moved from their positions. They waited for Amon and the others to approach.
"Greetings, My Lord," Peng Chi greeted upon arrival. He looked weak, and his voice was hoarse. "Forgive me for not being able to come at once. As you can see, I am not in my best condition."
