But since they agreed to Chen Xuan, none of the rich men dared to go back on it.
Feilin looked on and was speechless. Mr. Chen really knew how to use the Pope's relationship to benefit himself.
Maupassant and Rousseau are both the top rich men in France, and they are ranked among the best in Europe and even the world.
Now everyone wants to build a Chinese medicine clinic for Chen Xuan.
Qin Feixue, who was standing next to Chen Xuan, could hardly help laughing.
She didn't expect that Chen Xuan would wait for the fathers of several noble young masters to come over, just to give them a hard blow.
In fact, Chen Xuan made these "excessive" demands just casually.
He came to Paris to cooperate with the Qin government in annihilating the Dead Hunting Organization.
Unexpectedly, all the super rich people were eager to send him money to lay a solid foundation for his overseas Chinese medicine promotion plan.
So Chen Xuan finally had a smile on his face and thanked several international friends.
"Mr. Chen, the Pope is waiting for you at Chartres Cathedral. Is it convenient for you to go over now?" Feilin asked with a smile.
"Can."
Chen Xuan agreed without hesitation.
Since he took advantage of the Pope's relationship to get these super-rich people to open a medical clinic for him, why should he go to Chartres Cathedral to express his gratitude to the Pope.
And he really wanted to see what kind of person the European Pope was, who was so feared by several extremely rich countries.
Seeing that Chen Xuan agreed, Feilin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Mr. Chen, the Pope hopes that your girlfriend can come with you."
"My girlfriend is coming too?" Chen Xuan was a little confused as to why the Pope specifically named Qin Feixue.
He looked at the lovely person next to him and asked: "Feixue, are you tired? Can you still go with me to see the Pope?"
"I'm... not very tired, so I'll go and have a look with you." Qin Feixue actually felt very tired, but she was also curious about why the Pope asked her to go with Chen Xuan.
Moreover, Chartres Cathedral has been closed to the public for many years. Qin Feixue, who is very interested in all art buildings, wants to see how majestic and sacred the cathedral where the Pope lives is compared to other churches.
What's special about it.
Chen Xuan could see that Qin Feixue was very tired, but thought that the Pope might have some deep meaning, so he put his arms around Qin Feixue's waist and half-supported her body to prevent her from being unable to support her.
When Feilin came to invite Chen Xuan, he naturally prepared a car, so there was no need for Maupassant and others to send it.
After getting in the car, Chen Xuan saw that Qin Feixue was drowsy, as if she had suffered from narcolepsy from last night to today, which was very strange.
"Feilin, what does the Pope mean by asking my girlfriend to go with him?"
"The Pope didn't tell me in detail. You'll know when you get to Chartres Cathedral." Feilin said and glanced at Qin Feixue, who was half asleep, and couldn't help but think of someone, "Mr. Chen,
Did your girlfriend have any physical contact with Sophia when we chased her out last night?"
"You mean, my girlfriend might have been invaded by the dark power of the devil's son?" Chen Xuan's eyebrows sank slightly.
Feilin responded with an uncertain tone: "I just think it is possible, but at that time we all saw the dark fire breaking away from Sophia's body. Normally, there should be no dark power in Sophia's body."
"I also checked my girlfriend's body and found nothing abnormal, except that she suddenly became very sleepy." Chen Xuan said, arranging the hair of Qin Feixue who was leaning on his shoulder.
Precisely because he has a clairvoyant pupil and a legacy of evil medicine, he checked Qin Feixue's body and found that there was nothing wrong with it, so he has not been worried about this matter.
Feilin also witnessed Chen Xuan's miraculous medical skills: "Dr. Chen, the weird and evil methods of the Black Joan Church may not be detected by medical examination alone, but under the Holy Power of the Pope, all dark powers can be detected.
There is nowhere to hide, if your girlfriend is really invaded by the power of darkness, the Pope will definitely help her get rid of it, please don't worry."
Chen Xuan nodded and stopped talking.
The car drove through the bustling neighborhoods of Paris, and then drove out of the city. After more than an hour's journey, it entered the city of Chartres, known as the "Granary of France."
After another ten minutes, the car drove into a road in the middle of a large wheat field. In the beautiful pastoral scenery, two tall and extremely dazzling spiers caught Chen Xuan's eyes.
These two spiers are part of Chartres Cathedral.
Looking around, you can see the magnificent cathedral, located on a hill. Its triple royal gates and the beautifully carved Romanesque statue can be seen from a distance.
The car quickly drove to Chartres Cathedral, and Chen Xuan helped Qin Feixue get out of the car. Qin Feixue, who was about to sleep to death, was refreshed when she saw the magnificent Gothic church in front of her.
This cathedral seems to contain some kind of inspiring power. Once people arrive here, they feel that their whole body and mind have been sublimated.
"It is indeed a place of pilgrimage for European Catholics." Chen Xuan couldn't help but admire it.
Feilin smiled and said, "Please Mr. Chen and Miss Qin come in with me."
Chen Xuan nodded, held Qin Feixue's waist, and followed Feilin.
Under the sunlight reflecting dreamy light and shadow through the stained glass windows, Chen Xuan and Qin Feixue passed through a vault decorated with raised patterns and multiple doors with exquisite reliefs, and entered the tall, majestic and majestic nave.
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Qin Feixue was intoxicated by the gorgeous reliefs, murals, and stained glass windows in the nave. She lamented that there were such brilliant works of art in the world, and even ignored the Virgin Mary in the deepest part of the nave.
In front of the statue, stood an old man wearing a white robe.
The moment Chen Xuan entered the middle hall, he discovered the existence of this old man.
His intuition told him that this old man must be the high-ranking Pope.
But through the clairvoyant eyes, he couldn't see any sign of holy power in the old man. He was just an ordinary old man.
This made Chen Xuan feel that this old man was unfathomable.
Step, step, step.
The crisp sound of footsteps echoed in the central hall of Nuo Da.
It wasn't until Feilin took Chen Xuan and Qin Feixue to three meters behind the old man that the old man slowly turned around.
A head of slightly messy, neglected white hair, two curved white eyebrows, a pair of gentle, wise and deep eyes, and a kindly smiling lips, constitute this old man's approachable image.
This is the 267th Pope in Europe, Pope St. Eumer.
"Your Holiness, Mr. Chen and Miss Qin are here." Feilin saluted the old man in front of him respectfully.
The old man nodded slightly and looked at Chen Xuan and Qin Feixue with warm eyes.
"Hello, I'm glad you are willing to come to Chartres Cathedral to meet me."
