He still harbors kindness in his heart, so let him return to the river and quietly wait for his ascension.
Supreme Taiyi Savior Heavenly Master."
The Taoist priest bowed and chanted respectfully, his face full of compassion, as if King Guilong was about to die. The Taoist, out of mercy, had given him a dignified way out.
Wen Yan blinked and returned the bow seriously.
"The Daoist is right, I'll go and talk to King Guilong now."
After turning away, Wen Yan couldn't help but sigh inwardly—this Taoist priest isn't some cold-hearted bastard, but actually pretty perceptive. He sensed that Wen Yan was pleading for King Guilong and just said it out loud—essentially using his authority to endorse that King Guilong was about to bite the dust.
As long as King Guilong leads the river away and restores peace here, he can just stay quietly in the river. Best not show up again for a while—everyone will just treat it like he's gone home to wait for death.
