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Chapter 811
The beautiful woman took three banknotes out from her bag and said, “Thank you, Father Lloyd.
Please accept this 300-dollar payment!
Lloyd smoothed his long white eyebrows and replied kindly, “Quiet Winds Church never charges for
their work.”
“This is a well-deserved payment, though!” The beautiful woman insisted.
“Haha! No need, no need. Run along. I still have to offer my services to the next person.” Lloyd waved
his hand in refusal.
“Alright, thank you again!” The beautiful woman lowered her head gratefully and then moved aside to
let the next person come forward/
At that moment, Lloyd noticed his junior coming out of the café. He then addressed the people waiting,
“This will be the last person. The rest of you can go home. If you want to seek blessings and as
repentance, you can visit Quiet Winds Church and find me!”
With that, he began to talk to the person in front of him. It was an elderly person who appeared to be in
their 60s with graying eyebrow that formed a straight line, a hooked nose, prominent cheekbones, and
deep, inscrutable eyes
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLloyd’s smile gradually faded as he calmly said, “Please leave, sir. I don’t provide anything for those
with malicious intentions.”
The old man stood with hands behind his back, a half-smile on his face. “You can’t tell, can you?”
Lloyd glanced at the old man again. “Whether or not I can tell your intentions, I’ll leave you with these
words-despite endless suffering in the bitter sea, you’ll still see the shore when you turn back.”
He truly could not see the future for this old man. Judging from this person’s demeanor, he could tell he
was not a good person.
The old man smiled faintly. “You’re a charlatan who deceives people.”
“You’re talking nonsense.” A young man behind the old man angrily retorted, “Father Lloyd never
charges for his service. How can he be al
charlatan?”
“That’s right, Father Lloyd is a renowned figure in Jonford. His
follower base is even larger than some B-list celebrities!”
“This old guy doesn’t look like a good person. He’s deliberately trying to tarnish Father Lloyd’s
reputation.”
“Exactly, you’d better leave!”
The onlookers glared at the old man, their anger evident on their
faces.
The old man was slightly stunned. He had not expected his casu
remark to stir up such resentment. Quiet Winds Church seemed to b
regarded as a sacred place in these ants’ eyes.
However, it did not matter. After tonight, Quiet Winds Church would no longer exist. By then, he
wondered what kind of feelings these ants
would have.
With this in mind, a faint smile appeared at the corner of the old
man’s mouth as he turned and left.
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Chanté 811
Dressed in his purple robe, Cillian walked over at a leisurely pace. He had white hair but a youthful
face, and his features were refined. His
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmeyebrows were sharp, and his eyes starry bright. No one would not
find him handsome.
The surroundings fell into a silence as profound as death.
“Damn, even as a man, I want to go up and kiss him!”
“Heck, how is he even more handsome than me?!”
“If he were in a fantastical TV show, he’d easily play the role of a god!”
“Ah… My idol…”
Countless eyes converged on Cillian, who was already accustomed to
1. He ignored the attention and walked calmly to Lloyd’s side. He looked in the direction where the
old man had disappeared, asking,
Who was that person just now?”
Lloyd sneered. “No one good for sure.”
Cillian’s brows furrowed slightly. He looked in the direction
man had left again, sensing a sinister aura emanating from him