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"Bro, I'm more suited to the streets. This...this formal occasion makes me a little nervous..."

David followed closely behind Wayne, his voice trembling slightly as he spoke.

He never showed the slightest fear or timidity when facing scoundrels or outlaws from rival gangs.

Suddenly finding himself in such a high-end setting, facing those well-dressed upper-class people, David felt a sense of inferiority and timidity.

Mike whispered to himself:

"Hey, Brother David, don't be nervous. They're the ones who should be nervous facing the Saints! We're the Saints' and the neighborhood godfather's bodyguards now. Everyone else is afraid of us..."

Then he sighed and said:

"To be honest, I don't really like this kind of scene either. The setup alone must have cost thousands of dollars, enough to buy hundreds of pounds of frozen meat. I wonder how many homeless people that could feed..."

This place is different from the upscale apartments in the city center they visited before.

This place is only two or three blocks away from where their tent is located.

Even just a short distance from where they got off the bus, there were two homeless men huddled together, draped in newspapers. It was Wayne who told them to go to that street to find old Will.

A charity cocktail party was being held in a hotel just a wall away.

However, what surprised the two of them was that Wayne had become so famous.

When the three of them appeared, many of the attendees in the banquet hall, who were clearly middle-class, stood up and prayed for Wayne's blessing.

Moreover, these people acted with great devotion, clearly indicating that they already knew of Wayne's name.

"Sir, you must be the legendary street saint? I never expected to meet you here. Could you please bless me?"

"I've heard of you, sir! You were acquitted in court a few days ago, and many people in the neighborhood call you Saint Sir. Good heavens, I never expected to see you here..."

"I also saw that video online. Many people bowed to you, asking for your blessing. Could you please touch the top of my head too?"

"Sir, I've heard you're a powerful medium who can predict the future! Could you please predict my life for me?"

"My God, it really is Bruce Wayne! Mr. Wayne, I used to be a fan of yours, could you please sign an autograph for me?"

Unlike the attitudes of the residents of the underprivileged communities and the homeless, the people who came to the party regarded Wayne more as a kind of internet celebrity.

For them, meeting Wayne here was more of a novelty experience.

Wayne remained calm, politely greeting everyone, and soon arrived in front of Pastor Martin.

Pastor Martin quickly explained:

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is Mr. Wayne. Mr. Wayne, let me introduce you to the elders of our Church of the Testimony. This is Elder Danny, and this is Elder Richard..."

Wayne nodded politely, then finally fixed his gaze on Danny Foster.

I never imagined that there was such a deep connection between the child I was looking for and the church I wanted to seize.

This Danny Foster is the one who adopted Rod's two children.

[Danny Foster, a former low-ranking member of the Dark Court, runs an animal protection and environmental NGO called "Friends of Nature." He has a habit of offering the children he adopts as gifts to those in power as stepping stones for his career. He is keen on attending the upper-class secret meeting "The Antler Society," where he regularly sacrifices the children he has adopted and records the process. In the cellar where he imprisons the children, there are diaries that the children secretly wrote before their deaths.]

Wayne smiled slightly.

Got you.

Noticing Wayne's smile, Danny Foster also raised his glass and smiled slightly at Wayne.

Reverend Martin, beaming, continued:

"Mr. Wayne is a well-known... spiritual medium. He donated $1 to our Gospel Witness Church and brought over two hundred members with him. Let's give Mr. Wayne a round of applause!"

As he spoke, he led the applause.

With Wayne right in front of him, and the other party having information about his extramarital affair, Martin dared not let his guard down in the slightest.

At the very least, they must appear on the surface to be advocating for Wayne.

The crowd then politely applauded, and Pastor Martin continued:

"Mr. Wayne wants to apply to become a church elder, so I invited him to tonight's charity reception to see what the elders think."

After he finished speaking, Pastor Martin let out a long sigh of relief.

He had already laid the groundwork; whether the elders agreed or not was none of his concern.

Even if the elders disagree, Wayne cannot be blamed for this.

He has done everything he could.

Upon hearing this, Elder Richard shook his head and slowly said:

"Mr. Wayne's enthusiasm for the church is very touching, but since he has only just joined the Church of the Gospel Witness, becoming an elder directly does not conform to the church's regulations."

Upon hearing this, Elder Richard shook his head and slowly said:

"Mr. Wayne's enthusiasm for the church is very touching, but since he has only just joined the Church of the Gospel Witness, becoming an elder directly does not conform to the church's regulations."

Danny Foster, who was standing nearby, echoed this sentiment:

"That's right. The election of elders should be decided by a gregational meeting of the church, with the participation of all church members. We, as members of the elders' council, cannot make the decision either. This is also a matter of respect for God's temple."

The surrounding elders nodded in agreement.

Originally, it was nothing but a pipe dream and wishful thinking for a guy who suddenly appeared out of nowhere to become an elder of the church, even if he donated ten thousand US dollars.

After all, the elders of the council are the ones who truly control the entire church.

All the benefits, naturally, were shared among these elders.

It's ridiculous for an outsider who seems to have appeared out of nowhere to make such a request.

However, after seeing Wayne's influencer status, they couldn't bring themselves to refuse him outright.

After all, they really couldn't bear to lose the other party's influence.

Therefore, Danny Foster proposed a general assembly, which can be considered a soft rejection.

After all, the veteran members wouldn't directly elect a newcomer as an elder.

It can also make the other party back down.

Unexpectedly, the black-haired, black-eyed man in front of him nodded slightly and said:

"it is good."

Everyone was taken aback.

Judging from his tone, he actually agreed?

This is far too arrogant.

The elders were all angry, but they naturally wouldn't show it in this situation.

Just then, an auctioneer stepped onto the stage and called out:

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the South District Evangelical Witness Church tonight's charity cocktail party. The items up for auction tonight are sponsored by Mr. Dylan's antique shop, and all proceeds will go towards the operation of 'Friends of Nature'!"

"Our first item tonight is an antique ring from the East!"

As they spoke, an antique box was brought onto the stage, and a waitress displayed a silver ring inside.

This is a very ordinary silver ring with a faint cross mark on it, and it looks extremely plain.

Wayne had no expectations for tonight's banquet auction; he was mainly there to learn about the specifics of those so-called church elders.

That's already quite a fruitful result.

I glanced at the ring casually.

You have discovered the artifact: Messiah Ring.