บท 1487: Chapter 1487-voting

Father Yang's cheeks were tight, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously pursed into a straight line. The blue veins in his hands under the table were protruding because of the force.

Was it finally coming?

Although he had a premonition before he decided to go to the United States, he still couldn't help but be shocked when he heard the proposal to activate the seal with his own ears.

Not only him, but the other gray-robed men had also suffered a mental impact. They exchanged meaningful glances with complicated expressions.

Fortunately, everyone present was very cultured and full of unshakeable faith in the Father. If it were ordinary people, they would have probably been whispering to each other.