Sophia Cathedral, the first and largest Orthodox church in Harbin.

It was originally a military church, but was rebuilt with joint funding from the Russian-Asia Bank and the Tea Chamber of Commerce.

Three years ago, the Russian-Asia Bank generously provided another wave of funding, allowing the Sofia Church to be renovated. It was not until November last year that believers were allowed to enter the church for worship.

Han Youjie wore a fox fur windbreaker with a fiery red color that immediately made her the most dazzling presence among the believers.

She stood in the aisle, looking directly at the tall crucifix in front of her, with a little contempt on her lips.

When facing God, we need to be humble and let go of our pride in order to obtain God's salvation.

Most of the believers who came to worship were wearing black dresses, and many Russian girls even covered their faces with black veils to show respect.

When they saw the aliens appearing, everyone didn't say much, and most of them left in a hurry.

However, judging from the expressions on their faces, most of them were relaxed. It must be that the almighty landlord has forgiven them for the sins they committed.

"Dazzling red does not belong in the church."

"Mrs. Han, can I take this as a provocation to God?"

A middle-aged man wearing a priest's attire stopped the conversation among the believers, walked up to Han Youjie with an unhappy expression, and said seriously.

Han Youjie smiled and said, "Is God in people's hearts or in churches?"

"To say that I'm provocative is to say that you can't see through it."

"You and I are both half-hearted. I don't believe it on the surface, but I'm still in awe in my heart."

"But Your Excellency Manusif is exactly the opposite to me. You believe in it on the surface, but you despise it in your heart."

"People like you are the most terrifying."

"While killing people and setting fires, God has mercy on the world."

"The ultimate hypocrisy!".

When Father Manusif heard Han Youjie's cynicism, he didn't take it seriously. The priest was just one of his many professions.

The same goes for running a gang.

As a member of the Cossacks, Manusev could never forget the survival skills of his ancestors that were ingrained in his blood.

I can’t go back to my hometown in Siberia!

But it doesn't matter, the same cold in Daxinganling can still allow them to rob their homes and live a good life.

"We have a cooperative relationship. How can we reveal the secrets of our partners? Isn't it unladylike?"

"This is not the place to talk, come to my office to talk!"

After saying this, Manusif turned around, made the sign of the cross devoutly towards the statue of Jesus, and walked upstairs without looking back.

Han Youjie followed the priest, whose hands were stained with blood, to the office area on the second floor.

As the chief priest of Sophia Cathedral, Manusif has a spacious office.

The windows are bright and it is one of the few rooms in the church that can be exposed to sunlight.

The flames in the fireplace also exude the smell of heat and burning pine wood, which is very pleasant.

The layout of the office is also very complete, which is very suitable for his status.

Priest means priest or priest in Greek, and is the second level of divine priest after bishop.

In addition to the bishop's unique rights of laying on hands and consecrating holy anointing and altar cloths, the priest has all the rights to bless together with the bishop and preside over all sacraments and services in the church.

More qualified priests can be awarded the title of chief priest, that is, the main priest or priest, the champion among the priests, so they are called chief priests.

If the priest is also a monk while serving as a priest, then he is a monk-priest, that is, a monk-priest.

If a monk-priest is appointed as the head of his monastery, he will be honored with the title of abbot or a higher monk-priest.

Generally, only monks and high priests are eligible to be selected as bishops.

Han Youjie recalled her shallow religious knowledge. When she was training in the intelligence class, she was not very interested in religious knowledge.

So she was sent to the Northeast, this primitive and pure land.

"Mrs. Han, please sit down!"

Manusif glanced at Han Youjie who was standing at the door and looking at the office, invited her to take a seat, and then took out a bottle of red wine from the bookcase next to him.

"The office is really not small. I didn't expect Father Manusif to not only be at home in the deep mountains and forests, but also to be promoted step by step under the light of God?"

"Can you Orthodox clergy still drink alcohol?"

Han Youjie looked at the goblet filled with wine in front of him and asked curiously.

Manusif did not answer immediately, but shook the goblet to let the red wine in the goblet emit the aroma of the wine. It also allowed the wine to fully contact with oxygen, softening the tannins and improving the taste.

"Red wine, in legend, is the blood of the Lord."

“We drink alcohol in order to get closer to the Lord and let our faith roam in our bodies.”

"It would be understandable if the Chinese were surprised."

"As far as I know, the clergy in your country also have no taboos about getting married, having children, eating meat and drinking alcohol."

"How enviable!"

"The bishop returned to Moscow to report on his duties. I don't know if he can come back. As the chief priest, I can only reluctantly sit in his office."

Manusif took a sip of red wine before returning the favor and avenging himself in the hall.

When it comes to bickering, Han Youjie rarely meets his opponent.

Unexpectedly, this gang leader also has some skills with his words.

"So, this is the reason why I have not believed in these gods and Buddhas since I was a child."

"Okay, I'm not here just to drink and chat."

"I heard you have business to discuss?"

Han Youjie did not drink, but picked up the wine glass, took a deep sip, and then stopped bickering.

Manusif nodded, put down the wine glass in his hand, looked at the woman in front of him with a smile, and said seriously: "Will our previous agreement continue to be implemented?".

Han Youjie has always been the representative of the Kwantung Army in contacting the Tsarist Russian gangs. In order to help Zhang Haipeng, she hired these gangs with money and asked them to help Zhang Haipeng defeat the Feng Faction garrison.

This also made the senior officials of the Kwantung Army notice that although these old men did all kinds of evil, their combat effectiveness was indeed equal to that of the others.

The Kwantung Army currently lacks troops on the front line, and it is too late to mobilize troops from the mainland.

I just wanted to recruit these Tsarist Russian gangsters and use them as cannon fodder.

The Tsarist Russian gangs entrenched in Binjiang Province and Heilongjiang Province include more than a dozen forces, large and small, and together they number tens of thousands.

Most of them are officers and soldiers from the old Tsarist Russia. Their military quality and combat effectiveness are not bad. They are a force that cannot be ignored.

This is also the purpose of Han Youjie's trip.

"Of course I'll do it. I can still afford two thousand kilograms of grain and two hundred thousand yen in military pay every month."

"However, I do have a small suggestion. I wonder, Father, would you like to hear it?" Han Youjie asked.

The woman in front of him, despite her outward appearance of being benevolent and moral, was actually vicious in heart, and Manusif knew quite a few people who fell into her hands.
Chapter completed!