The route to the Starry Church was crystal clear to Xu Shu.
Upon leaving the grand doors of the Dawn Church, traversing two alleys, and walking a few hundred meters past the prison, there stood the Starry Church.
Xu Shu knew the way well, having just been there to drop off Lan Xin.
It seemed as if it had been a long time ago, but upon reflection, it had only been the day before.
Xu Shu walked quietly to the entrance of the Starry Church.
Perhaps due to its location, with the unsightly prison looming nearby, the church entrance was far less lively than the Dawn Church's, instead sparsely attended, exuding a desolate and dying air.
Two young and beautiful nuns with charming demeanors were sitting with graceful posture at a long wooden table by the door, patiently explaining something to an elderly couple, around sixty years of age, who had come to pray.
Xu Shu approached, and very politely made his intentions known; he wanted to see their bishop.
