Upon hearing this, Rachel laughed and said, "You're absolutely right."

"And what's the second condition?"

"If I remember correctly, the church once gave you a letter of authorization to establish the Father's Sisters Society, right?"

"That's right."

“We hope to establish a convent in Muxi Town, which we will manage.”

Touching the bridge of his nose, Todd looked at the candlelight and began to weigh the pros and cons in his mind.

The establishment of a shelter for interracial groups, if handled well, shouldn't pose a significant problem. As long as secrecy and coordination are maintained, and no major incidents occur, there shouldn't be any issues. However, transferring jurisdiction of the Muxi Town Convent to the relief association means they can openly establish a permanent base in the town. Subsequently, the town's residents could be brainwashed and proselytized, and even religious riots could erupt.

Thinking of this, Todd looked troubled, wanting to refuse the proposal, but before he could speak, Rachel seemed to see through his thoughts and said with a smile, "I almost forgot, regarding the second condition, I have some supplementary details to mention. We will only send one person to the nunnery in Twilight Town as the headmistress, and will not send any more staff."

If only one person comes, that's acceptable; we can always find someone to keep an eye on them 24/7.

Todd nodded slightly and asked one last question: "So, when will the dean you appointed arrive?"

Rachel gripped the table with one hand, leaning forward, her body curving into a deadly allure. She pointed her index finger to her brow, a smile spreading across her face: "I can do anything you want..."