"Exorcist, have you found what you're looking for?" Barry curiously looked at Lu Li.
Like Puxiu's habit of calling him "Mr. Luli," Barry also had this habit.
"Not up here."
Lu Li calmly answered, closing the notebook of the underground victim Nasram Alaya, lowering his gaze onto it.
Crack—
The wooden chair beneath Barry suddenly collapsed, and he fell backward with a pained yelp, drawing everyone's attention.
"Hahaha"
"Puff puff—"
Puxiu and the Big Sister couldn't help but laugh, while Barry's face twisted into a comically pained expression.
Putting away the notebook, Lu Li reached out a hand to Barry.
Barry waved it off, grinning foolishly as he rubbed his behind and got up.
"Uh... sorry, the town is quite poor..."
The priest said awkwardly, calling for a believer to bring Barry a new chair, though Barry dared not sit on it again, and instead went to stand beside Katerina, who had her arms crossed and a smirk, causing some more laughter.
