Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Chapter 346: 343, Ryan got promoted.

On the morning of June 15th.

Du Wei arrived in the Furman District.

Calculating from the start of his daydream to returning to New York from Poland, three days had passed.

It seems so short, yet it felt so long.

During these three days, Du Wei had contact with the nun in his dreams and also took the time to go to Poland with Tom, marking Freddy and that piano.

Even though he had long been accustomed to such a pace of life, he was still somewhat mentally and physically exhausted.

At Alex’s home.

Du Wei sat on the couch, sitting upright, with a very serious expression.

His girlfriend, Alex, stood opposite him with her arms folded, her pretty brows deeply furrowed, her eyes looking rather unhappy.

“Dear Mr. Du Wei, for you to actually visit my place today is truly surprising. If you hadn’t been texting me every day, I would have thought we were in a long-distance relationship!”

These past two days, Du Wei had been texting her constantly, but no matter how they tried to coordinate, they couldn’t manage to meet up.

Although Alex was also busy, something felt off.

“Confess honestly, are you keeping something from me?”

Alex narrowed her eyes, intently staring at her boyfriend.

Du Wei cleared his throat and said lightly, “How could that be, I love you so much.”

Alex scoffed, “Darling, I might have been dealing with some business matters at the company these two days. But as my boyfriend, not only do you not show concern, but your messages are intermittent. Do you think I’m a fool?”

Saying this, she took out her phone and opened the messages.

The most recent one was sent around 7 o’clock the evening before.

It read surprisingly—[Goodnight]

Alex’s tone was full of skepticism, “Aren’t you usually capable of staying up late?”

Du Wei, however, just smiled, saying, “I used to be quite the night owl, but recently, I’ve been wanting to give you a surprise, so I started going to bed a bit earlier.”

Alex looked disgusted, “Don’t tell me you bought flowers again, I’m almost allergic to them now.”

Du Wei’s eyes widened in disbelief, “Do you really think that’s all I’m capable of, other than giving flowers?”

He had deliberately sent that text message.

Alex quickly apologized, “That’s not what I meant. I actually quite like the flowers you give, but your behavior these past couple of days has been really strange, and it’s made me feel very insecure.”

Du Wei sighed and said, “You misunderstood. I’ve been learning to play the piano these past two days, wanting to play a song as my gift to you.”

“You know, it’s quite difficult to learn to play piano in two days, so I’ve been practicing day and night. Finally, I’ve almost got it.”

“The reason I sent you a goodnight message so early yesterday was that I wanted to rest well so that I could perform for you in person when I see you today.”

Du Wei spoke earnestly, making it hard to detect any deceit.

Alex was still doubtful and hummed, “Then play a song for me right now. If you can play it, I’ll believe you; if you can’t… you know.”

Her home just happened to have a piano made in Italy.

Du Wei stood up confidently, “I’ll perform for you right now.”

…

At the church at that moment.

Father Tony and Tom wore serious expressions.

The two sat opposite each other in the reception room.

“Tom, your problem is serious. I think the reason you’re not interested in women now is that the shock from the Veda Sect cultists was too great, causing you to develop a psychological shadow,” Father Tony said.

“Plainly speaking, you just need to find some charming women to have fun with for a couple of days, to neutralize your psychological shadows, and the problem will be solved.”

As he said this, Father Tony spoke with a nostalgic tone, “I vaguely remember that back in the day, I too became disgusted with ordinary women, and that’s why I chose to break up with Mrs. Senna. I traveled to many cities to find a haven for my soul.”

He sighed, and his gaze started to drift.

An impatient Tom pressed him, “Go on! Why are you stopping?”

Father Tony’s reverie was interrupted, and he said with annoyance, “You really don’t appreciate beauty. If you want to discover goodness, you can’t be so impatient.”

“At that time, I was very lost. I prayed to the Lord, but there was no response.”

“Then one day, as I was driving past a hotel, I encountered a drugged divorced woman.”

“She got into my car without saying a word, and then we got involved.”

Tom’s eyes widened, “You mean in the taxi?”

Father Tony said with embarrassment, “Yes, you mustn’t spread this around. I haven’t even told Mr. Du Wei.”

Tom waved his hand and said, “Don’t worry, I definitely won’t tell him, but did you have such a wild time when you were young?”

Father Tony said awkwardly, “That was my first time.”

Upon hearing this, Tom looked slightly disdainful, “When I was your age, I was already a regular in the Red Light District.”

As soon as he finished speaking.

Tom then asked, “So, did you fall for divorced women after that?”

Father Tony’s face turned red, “I just have a knack for appreciating their beauty.”

Tom scoffed, “I’m sure I’d be even better at it. I’m going to call for some home service from the Red Light District right now.”

Father Tony cleared his throat, “What about me?”

Tom said incredulously, “This is a church…”

Father Tony smiled mysteriously, “We can take the back door.”

…

Elsewhere.

The headquarters of Dusk Bell Church in Switzerland.

All the members were sitting upright in the council hall.

Dressed in priest’s attire, their expressions were cold…

The person sitting in the prime position was none other than Matthew, the leader of Dusk Bell.

Of course, the people of Dusk Bell Church didn’t know his name, much less that he was the hunter who had led people to defect from the church and founded the Dusk Bell organization years ago.

They addressed Matthew as His Excellency.

At this moment.

Among those sitting there, only Ryan looked proud, clearly out of place.

James sat next to him wearing sunglasses, appearing even stranger.

After a while.

Matthew’s aged voice rang out, “Ladies and gentlemen, considering Mr. Ryan’s performance in the recent period, and taking into account his unique abilities, I have now decided to promote him to our newly appointed bishop.”

Dusk Bell also followed an internal ecclesiastical system.

However, their numbers were small; the core members were only a few dozen, which means that one-third of those seated were bishops.

But even so, a bishop’s position in Dusk Bell was not low, and the benefits and treatments enjoyed were much better than those on the church’s side.

It’s just that resources were limited.

One more person sharing was not friendly to those individuals.

Therefore, someone immediately retorted, “Your Excellency, Mr. Ryan’s abilities are indeed exceptional, and he deserves special treatment, but isn’t this a bit too hasty since he hasn’t been with Dusk Bell for long?”

The words were laced with verbal traps.

Others sneered, “Everyone seated here is a hunter, each of us special in our own way.”

Ryan, clueless, turned to James and asked, “What’s a bishop?”

James explained listlessly, “You can think of it as a director, and above that is the dean.”

Ryan had an epiphany, “I get it now. These guys are jealous of me and don’t want me to get a promotion and a raise!”

He got angry at once, slammed the table, and stood up, pointing at the others and shouting, “I, Ryan, am not afraid of trouble. I’ve been tolerating you crazies for too long!”

While saying this, he pulled a handgun from his pocket.

Everyone was stunned, “Wait a minute… Mr. Ryan, don’t be rash, and why do you have a gun!”

Ryan said disdainfully, “A director always carries a gun. Is there a problem with me, as his future right-hand man, carrying a handgun?”

“Who was it that objected just now?”

“Stand up! I forgot who it was!”

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