Chapter 826: What I Miss

The prayer mat was not new or old, not thick or thin. It was in the style that could normally be found in churches or ancestral halls.

The Tang Second Master silently regarded this prayer mat.

When prostrating, a prayer mat between one's knees and the hard floor would make the process more comfortable.

But who did he need to kneel to?

Of course it was the Pope.

Countless lanterns hung like stars in the night sky, a young man standing amongst them.

The Tang Second Master did not speak, nor did he hear anyone else speaking.

The silence in the hall continued.

The Tang Second Master's eyes slowly narrowed.

He finally moved. He walked up to the prayer mat, used his hands to bring up his front lapel, and slowly prostrated.

His movements were very slow and meticulous. From raising his front lapel to bending his knees to leaning his body forward, a very long time was required.

This period of time was enough for him to think about many things.