Six o'clock in the morning, in the dim corridor, a rugged face with a bushy beard peered in.
His expression was determined, holding a black Holy Scripture in his hands, standing tall and proud.
Just standing there gave a sense of solemn and imposing momentum.
Alice was stunned at the sight.
She was extremely familiar with this figure, as it was the former Archbishop of Dawn Church in D8B3 District who raised her from childhood, Yu Mingluan.
His beard always grew quickly, and if left unkempt for a few days, he would turn into a scruffy, wild-looking man, greatly different from the original refined bishop demeanor.
Of course, perhaps this image fits more with his other, more well-known name—Gilbert Tyson.
"How come you look like a corpse, meow?"
Alice lowered her body, pulled in her four furry legs, and assumed a defensive posture.
Seeing this, Xu Shu couldn't help but slightly curl his lips.
