"You're late. What are you doing here? And why are you dressed like a priest?"
Xu Yanwu took the cigarette from his mouth. "What are you trying to say?"
"It's simple. Once I heard you wanted a place for a wedding, I headed over here while making arrangements."
As Otto spoke, he pointed at himself. "I even made a point of using the nearest Soul Steel body. As for these clothes..."
Otto smiled and opened the Bible in his hand. "Doesn't a wedding need a priest?"
"Cut the crap... You prepared everything in Shenzhou style, yet you came dressed as a priest... Aren't you afraid the Matchmaker God and the God of Love will start fighting?" Xu Yanwu pulled another cigarette from his pack and offered it to Otto.
"Perfect timing. Have a smoke with me."
Otto casually accepted the cigarette Xu Yanwu handed him. "Smoking, drinking... You're the first person in all these years to ask the Archbishop of Schicksal to do such things with you."
"Enough talk. No one should be coming over for a while..."
Xu Yanwu looked outside, put the cigarette between his lips, and took a deep drag. The cigarette immediately burned down by a section.
He took it from his mouth again, looked up at the sky, and slowly exhaled a long stream of smoke.
"This matter... can be considered settled for now..."
"You look exhausted." Otto set the Bible aside and lit the cigarette in his hand alongside Xu Yanwu.
"I'm not tired, exactly. It's just that... some things really ought to move forward a few steps." As he spoke, Xu Yanwu brought the cigarette to his lips and took a hard pull, burning away another section.
Smoke drifted from his mouth as Xu Yanwu spoke through it. "The matter of Chi You