My grandfather is very eccentric, performing daily rituals of offering incense to himself, standing in front of his own spirit tablet and eating candles.
Villagers are fearful of my grandfather.
I am fearful of him too.
Later, I discovered that what they were afraid of was not my grandfather, but me.
Even grandfather is afraid of me.
...
My name is Chen Shi.
The Chen of honesty, the Shi of sincerity.

The Daoist Wei crouched down, looked at Chen Shi, and smiled, "Child Scholar, are you willing to pledge your allegiance to the True God, uphold the True God's orthodoxy, and never waver in this lifetime?"


Chapter 1011 - Chapter 449: Harvest and Transplantation (Part 2)