Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"If I guess correctly, you are the well-known Mr. Cooper in this common alley."

Marbury smiled so much that even the corners of his eyes were bent, and while greeting, he extended his hand to Clarence, "I have heard of Mr. Cooper's deeds of teaching and educating people, and I have long wanted to see him." you."

"Where, His Excellency the Archbishop is famous."

Clarence seemed happy to be courteous to him, and extended his hand graciously to shake it with him.

And continued to smile, "Besides, you are the greatest guardian of our Los Angeles city. It is my honor to meet you in person."

"Hahahahaha...Humble, humble!"

Although it was a hypocritical flattery, Marbury still looked refreshed when he heard it, and couldn't help laughing a few times.

But soon, he suddenly withdrew his smile and changed the topic.

The corners of his lips curled slightly, and he continued to look deeply at the slender man who was almost two heads taller than himself, and his voice sank a little, "By the way, I heard that Mr. Cooper and Miss Robert just sent off a child. To the hospital to see a doctor, is not it?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he quickly caught up with his own words and continued, "I also heard that the child was poisoned by 'Violin', so he suddenly became ill and fell into a coma. ,Right?"

"..."

Hearing this, Clarence was obviously stunned for a moment, and his brows frowned slightly.

But it seemed to be clear in an instant, and the eyes flickered a little.

Immediately, she calmly raised her crimson thin lips, and nodded lightly, "Yes. Fortunately, it was sent in time. The child is out of danger and is recuperating in the hospital."

"Oh~ that's really God bless."

Upon hearing this, Marbury put his hands together and made a prayer gesture towards the window.

However, the next time he turned his head, he laughed so hard that the little guy's back began to shiver inexplicably.

"Speaking of this Zilansu, I don't know if everyone here knows..."

Speaking of this, Marbury deliberately paused before continuing, "Its predisposing factors are very special."

"...I don't know how special it is?"

Mrs. Taylor, who had been watching for a long time, finally couldn't help it, and asked softly.

After all, they've removed a lot of stuff from Taylor's Hall since the group broke in.

If she doesn't ask to understand, she will suspect that Los Cathedral is deliberately robbing people's funds!

However, Archbishop Marbury did not immediately answer.

I saw him still smiling lightly, and immediately put his hand into the sleeve of the long and wide archbishop's holy robe, and groped for a while.

Afterwards, he took out a palm-sized but extremely delicate cross from it, and the whole body was shining with silver light.

In the next second, Xiang Xing heard a very slight sound of breathing from his side.

She was startled, and cast a quick glance at Clarence.

He was staring fixedly at the small cross, and his hands, which were naturally hanging down, subconsciously clenched a little bit.

But it quickly relaxed again, as if forcibly suppressing all the discomfort by half, and regained a calm and composed look.

On the other side, Marbury still smiled without saying a word, only holding the small cross, and slowly paced in the huge music classroom.

Mrs. Taylor, the surrounding priests, and the residents of Minmin Lane who had been watching the excitement from the big window of the school all focused their gazes on him nervously.