A Man Like None Other

Even though the path on the way up was steep and challenging to traverse, they soon conquered the mountain. The father-and-son duo was amazed by the spectacular sight when they reached the top.

A resplendent and majestic monastery occupied almost the entire area atop the mountain. They were so near the clouds that they could extend and touch them while the refreshing air helped to clear their mind.

“Dad, is this Kusch Monastery you talked about?” Sherman asked astonishingly, his eyes glued to the building.

I thought monasteries were small and run-down.

This is certainly not what I expect!

Pascal nodded. “Yeap. That’s Kusch Monastery standing before you, and my senior, Yosef, is the abbot here. Please call him Mr. Jenkins when you see him later.”

Pascal and Sherman arrived before Kusch Monastery as they chatted.

With thousands of disciples present, loud voices resonated across the halls of Kusch Monastery.

Sherman was noticeably surprised to realize that many of the disciples were average citizens.

the steep hill even though we’re martial artists. How did

their faith. They dedicated their whole life to God, wanting him to

are in control of our life. If they really thought these entities could help them out, then they are more innocent

dependable than having true, powerful strength. However, the moment Sherman

as his face twitched violently from the lack

blasphemy in Kusch Monastery. This action is intolerable!” A deep voice slowly drifted

situation terrified Sherman. He plopped to the ground

what had happened instantly when he spotted Sherman’s peculiar reaction. He used internal energy to transmit a

Pascal Schneider from Crafting Clan. I’m here for a quick visitation. Please forgive my son’s

he could breathe easier after Pascal clarified the intention of

priest in his seventies or eighties strolled out of

his robe. Yet, there was whistling

than Yosef Jenkins

rolling down his face

quickly in response, greeting,

his