I want it…

Hearing Lathel's question, Claire was startled, and she raised her head to look at him with confusion: "You... what do you mean?"

Lathel frowned and said, "Do you want to worship me without any plan?"

"How do you intend to recruit a follower? What law is used to admonish believers? What is it like to live in the church?

"Most importantly, what are the church's criteria and the name of this church? Have you prepared those things?"

Lathel asked a series of questions that made Claire more confused. She stammered and said: "I... I... this... I don't know; I haven't thought about those things."

He held his forehead, feeling extremely sore: "You don't know anything, so what do you know?" Where did you get the confidence to establish a church? Where did you get the confidence to worship me?"

"This…" Claire was startled and hastily explained: "Originally, I intended to help the homeless and create trust and hope for them."