Tom chose to make a permanent solution with one effort.

June 30th, in the afternoon.

In front of the church in the North Brook District, New York City.

Tom and Father Tony stood still, gazing into the distant street.

They were waiting for Du Wei.

"Do you think my good brother can take on the Voodoo Cult now that he's back?"

Tom, filled with resentment, was the first to speak. He knew the sudden failure of his abilities stemmed from a psychological suggestion that required recharging.

However, he had indeed fallen victim to the unsavory parties of the Voodoo Cult.

Yes...

He was furious with embarrassment.

Father Tony, on the other hand, looked at Tom with great sympathy and said in a more soothing tone, "Mr. Du Wei didn't say he would deal with the Voodoo Cult. He was just concerned about our safety and the situation here in New York."

Adding another line, he said, "But he did ask me one very strange question."

Tom instinctively asked, "What question?"