Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 290, Page 289: You've Offended Me

After listening to Sanmazi's report, Feng Xiuhu waved him away.

Now that he knows the facts, he needs to figure out the rest himself.

Sanmazi's account is somewhat influenced by personal feelings, so it's inevitable that there's a suspicion of embellishment.

But what Gu Zhili did was definitely true.

As a nun from the Barefoot Temple, and secretly buying medicinal herbs behind everyone's back, these two things combined were enough to sound an alarm bell in Feng Xiuhu's mind.

But whether it's a trial or an investigation, it certainly shouldn't be now.

Things must be done one at a time; the grand show is not yet over.

……

Vadracho and Quivorvan chatted and laughed as they walked toward the prayer hall.

It was mainly Vadragho who was chatting and laughing, while Cuyvorvan remained extremely respectful.

“Being able to hear Elder Vadra personally expound the doctrine will definitely benefit me greatly.”

Quivervan casually offered a compliment.

"Then you're probably going to be disappointed."

Vadrajo smiled and shook his head: "Today, we are all ordinary believers and officials who have never even been exposed to the doctrine, so I will not talk about anything too profound. I will just pick out some relatively simple content to make it easier for them to understand."

Quivorvan immediately replied, "Please forgive my foolishness, Elder Vadra's considerations were indeed more thorough."

Topherson Zhao, standing on the other side, remained expressionless and did not interrupt the entire time.

He didn't secretly think that Quivervan was a sycophant; he simply attributed the situation to the different principles people had for dealing with things.

Moreover, Quivervan's behavior cannot be considered wrong.

No amount of respect is too much when dealing with cardinal elders.

Upon reaching the entrance, Vadragio couldn't help but frown slightly—the noise inside couldn't even be contained by the thick oak door.

What's going on? A sense of doubt arose in Vadragho's mind.

Silence should be maintained in the prayer hall; making noise is a mistake that devout believers would never make.

Quivervan keenly sensed Vadrajo's dissatisfaction and immediately offered a way out: "It seems the believers are already unable to contain their excitement, but that's normal. After all, for anyone, the opportunity to hear Elder Vadrajo personally preach the doctrine is extremely precious."

Vadrajo didn't respond. He suddenly remembered that since he had entrusted the matter to Feng Xiuhu, Feng Xiuhu had never come to report to him.

At first, Vadragio thought that things were not going well, so Feng Xiuhu was embarrassed to come to see him.

But judging from the noise, there seems to be some unexpected joy.

With that thought in mind, Vadracho stopped waiting and gestured to the guards on either side with his eyes.

The guard pushed open the door for him, and a cacophony of noises immediately filled everyone's ears.

Even with his strong willpower, Vadragho couldn't help but widen his eyes at the sight in the hall.

He saw many familiar officials.

In the crowded prayer hall, deacons busily moved through the crowd, distributing hymns while being stopped by people from time to time for questions.

Their questions always revolve around one direction.

Where is Butler Mike?

When will Deacon Mike come out?

"I want to see Mike!"

"Can you take me backstage to find Mike? Don't worry, I definitely won't tell anyone."

Interspersed throughout were numerous angry and boisterous arguments from the wives.

"Who exactly is Mike?!"

"Mike's a guy? You're kidding me!" "If you don't explain yourself clearly today, I'm not letting you off the hook!"

Wadrajo didn't know who Mike was, so he was confused.

But Quivervan knew that for a moment, he even considered running away.

The accompanying Divine Guards filed in and lined up around the preaching platform. Then, together with the Divine Guards standing by the wall, they struck the ground with their weapons, creating a deafening sound.

dong dong!

"quiet!"

dong dong!

"quiet!"

After the two sounds, the hall quickly fell silent in the solemn and dignified atmosphere.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Vadracho slowly walked onto the podium.

He glanced around the audience and smiled kindly: "There are quite a few new faces today... I am very pleased to hear the praise for the mist."

Despite saying that, Vadracho clearly noticed a deep disappointment in the eyes of these officials.

Since we're already here, what's there to be disappointed about?
Vadragio didn't understand.

He subconsciously looked for Feng Xiuhu, only to find that Feng Xiuhu had somehow slipped away to Topherson Zhao's side.

Feng Xiuhu nudged Topherson Zhao with his shoulder and gestured towards his other side with his chin: "Old Zhao, who is he?"

Topherson Zhao glanced at Quivor Van, who was clapping enthusiastically beside him, and whispered, "Bishop Quivor from Taijing."

On stage, Vadracho had already begun preaching, but Feng Xiuhu was not interested. He tilted his head and glared at Quevalfan.

He kept staring at him until Quivorvan could no longer pretend not to care, so he could only smile at Feng Xiuhu and say, "It's a pleasure to meet you. You must be Father Feng Xiuhu. I've heard Elder Vadra mention you before. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Feng Xiuhu replied in an unfriendly tone, "Do you know that you have offended me?"

Quiver van panicked and quickly denied it: "That was just a misunderstanding. I didn't mean to target Deacon Mike."

Feng Xiuhu was baffled and asked Topherson Zhao, "What is he saying? Is he out of his mind?"

Topherson Zhao didn't respond, thinking to himself that he didn't know what Quivorvan was talking about, but he could judge for himself who was mentally ill.

Feng Xiuhu wanted to get someone to speak up for him, but Toverson Zhao didn't respond. So he said to Quivorvan with a sinister look, "If you hadn't suddenly appeared, the position of the Holy Church Bishop should have been mine—tell me, how are you going to compensate me for this?"

Before Quivervan could react, Toverson Zhao exclaimed in shock: "Who said that? That's impossible!"

Feng Xiuhu gave Topherson Zhao a reproachful look—this old Zhao, not only did he not speak up, but he also sabotaged things.

Topherson Zhao stated matter-of-factly: "How long have you been a priest? In terms of both qualifications and progress in your spiritual practice, you do not meet the standards for becoming a bishop, and Elder Vadra would certainly not grant this unreasonable request."

Feng Xiuhu ignored Toverson Zhao and said to Quiverfan, "Do you believe him or me as Qin Shi Huang? Let me give you a heads-up: the god of luck has believed in him anyway."

Quiver returned an awkward smile, then cast a pleading look at Toverson Zhao.

With a dark expression, Topherson Zhao said to Quivervan, "You don't need to pay attention to him, he's always been like this."

In order to avoid being harassed by Feng Xiuhu, Quiverfan took the initiative to talk to Topherson Zhao about other topics.

“I have some items that are inconvenient to carry, which are being transported to Sail City by ship. If Archbishop Toverson knows any officials in the Maritime Department, I hope he can introduce me to them.”

Topherson Zhao nodded in agreement, which didn't surprise him.

Ordinary items will not be detained by the Maritime Department, but some special items will inevitably have to undergo multiple inspections before they can be retrieved from the Maritime Department, such as shady gray market items or religious artifacts.

It's not surprising that Quivervan, as a bishop, would possess such items.

Their conversation, ironically, reminded Feng Xiuhu that he had almost forgotten he also needed to discuss with Mike the matter of finding a maritime commissioner to transport the goods.

PS: After much anticipation, Mike is finally on stage.

(End of this chapter)