Zhou Changqing heard their words and immediately stood up.
"No, we can't go to the church, we'll die,"
he said decisively.
"Why?"
James had been busy grilling and hadn't heard Zhou Changqing's conversation with Lu Ban; now, he asked with confusion.
"Because I just died once."
Zhou Changqing blurted out, but as soon as he did, he saw the others, except for Lu Ban, looking at him with a strange gaze.
This feeling was like raising my hand during Monday morning's reading session to ask for quiet so I could say something and blurting out I'm an **** once everyone looked my way.
"Are you alright?"
James asked, glancing at Zhou Changqing's front side, where there were no beer cans— he didn't seem drunk.
"Uh, I mean, I was just caught up in the church and almost died; it's very dangerous, you shouldn't go there,"
Zhou Changqing immediately corrected his statement.
"Indeed,"