Bab 441: Wash Hands

Late at night, the bell filled the air. In the silent church, an old man prayed with his eyes closed under the holy emblem. The gentle light cast a fleeting shadow. In the serenity, even the metallic arm seemed gentle rather than deadly like a weapon. After praying, Abraham opened his eyes and studied the emblem. As if hearing the footsteps behind him, he turned around. Seeing the white-haired girl, he smiled and waved.

"Professor, I was looking for you." Bai Xi sat down obediently. "I didn't know you were here."

Abraham chuckled awkwardly. "For some reason, I feel frustrated these days. I can only feel calm here."

"Here?" Bai Xi was confused.

"God is here." Abraham studied the emblem. "I pray to him to let Charles be safe."

Bai Xi followed his gaze toward the simple sign. Then she looked back confusedly at the old man. "You believe in God too?"