"Once Mingjiang Prefecture turns from danger to safety, kill Zhou Xuan."
"Bring back the Sighing Mother Wall."
The Saint Heir and Saintess spoke, one after another, making the Painter's spine tingle with unease.
He immediately waved his hand and said, "Saint Heir, Saintess, this is not our Bone Elder's style."
"Bone Elder can sacrifice everything for the Blood and Flesh Mystery, including conscience and justice."
"The Nuo God is in deep slumber. The news of Zhou Xuan's death cannot awaken Him."
"Without the Nuo God, we Bone Elder Association can act recklessly. Remember, remember."
The voices of the Saint Heir and Saintess no longer echoed.
The Painter ground his teeth in frustration and cursed inwardly: What a shitty idea.
He clenched his fists and pondered deeply.
After thinking for a long time,
he finally made up his mind, tore through space, and returned to the City God Main Hall.
"Old Hua, what is the Saint Heir and Saintess's stance?"
