Peter stared at me intently and asked, "What are your terms?"
I said nothing and calmly lit a cigarette.
Yet Peter filled me with suspicion as well.
His behavior seemed perfectly natural. He looked like a devout believer. If I had not known some of the inside details, I might even have thought him the most devout and loyal of the Twelve Apostles.
But I knew very well that it was Guiguzi who had sent my father and Senior Brother Zhou to retrieve the Holy Relics. Guiguzi had also personally told me that taking those two Holy Relics had originally been Jesus's idea. It was part of an agreement between Guiguzi and him.
Although I did not know the specifics of that agreement, Jesus had to obtain those two Holy Relics if he wanted to awaken and be reborn.
Those two Holy Relics had originally belonged to the Church. Logically, if the Lord wanted them, no one would dare defy him. Yet that "Lord" had Guiguzi act first and take them away. That suggested he had long since grown suspicious of his subordinates. To put it bluntly, he had begun to distrust the Church he had built with his own hands.
He had even had Peter place both him and his new body inside this Mustard Seed Space.
A mysterious space that even the people of the Church could not find.
That alone explained a great deal.
That "Lord" had also said that he wanted our support and help in being reborn. Of course, the person who could truly help him was not me, but Guiguzi.
"This place is connected to the space outside as well. Even if it is a Mustard Seed Space, it still needs an entrance and exit like this. What I find strange is that this