Bishop Gear's face showed a hint of embarrassment, and after Yao Shuimei's reminder, he suddenly laughed: "Yes, yes, let's get down to business. It's been a long time since I've opened the Heart of the Empire. The last time it was done here was, if I remember correctly, thirty years ago for that little fellow called something or other..."
Yao Shuimei rolled her eyes, "Uncle, stop reminiscing. Hurry up and get on with it. After we're done, Baiyu still needs to undergo training for Golden Blood."
Bishop Gear emitted a clicking sound from his body and laughed, "Getting old makes one reminiscent of the past, have some sympathy for the old man."
Yao Shuimei didn't respond.
Bishop Gear didn't intend to continue pitching his theory of "flesh is weak, mechanical ascension" to Baiyu, and began to lead Baiyu deep into the church.
Yao Shuimei followed behind.
Upon reaching the confession hall at the back of the church, Bishop Gear stood beneath the massive iron sculpture in the center.
