"I heard that the great master wants to build a prison in Mingjiang Prefecture and lock us all up?"
"That's indeed the case."
"We're just ordinary people, why would he care about us?"
"You don't know, do you? In this world, every mortal carries some incense fire on them. Though it's quite weak separately, if gathered together, it's quite something. Once consumed, it can bring great fortune."
"Those who cultivate the Incense Fire Divine Dao are coveting our mortal incense."
"That great master, on the surface, looks righteous, but he's full of dark deeds. Serving us good food and drinks is just like prisoners having their last meal before execution."
"You're right. I inquired around. That great master is in his twenties, quite young, but already possesses immortal abilities. Who knows how many people's incense he's consumed to gain such fortune."
"He must have done many dirty deeds in the past."
