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TL: Zhao
Editing: Krisaia

“Are you sure about this?” Inside the abbey, the young boy asked the lean man standing in front of him. 

“I’m tired of waiting.” The man clasped his bag and extinguished his cigarette. 

“Is it really him?” The young boy’s attention shifted from the man to the bag. 

“It doesn’t matter. He can’t die right now…” The man said anxiously as he threw the cigarette butt into a plastic bottle. 

“You want me to watch over him?” 

“Aunt Wu’s doing that.” 

“Aunt Wu… Are you sure? We won’t have a second chance. If we fail, then for the last thousand years…” 

“I know. That’s why I’ve come to you…” 

“Fine. I owe you my life. Tell me, what do you...