The Yulin Royal Guards of Tang and escorts of the Divine Hall stood around the divine carriage. They had serious expressions and their eyes vigilantly moved around among falling petals.
There were neither any remains of Devil’s Doctrine, nor any mobs. However, wherever the Great Divine Priest of Revelation passed by, it attracted the attention of many. Some devout women and elders kept kneeling and kowtowing, whilst those standing respectfully lowered their heads and bowed. They even didn’t dare to look at the old man behind the curtain of the divine carriage.
The divine carriage entered Lin 47th Street and then stopped in front of the Old Brush Pen Shop, causing a heated discussion among the crowd in the alley. They envied the owner of the shop very much. It was difficult for them to believe the Great Divine Priest of Revelation was actually here. In fact, they didn’t even know that another Great Divine Priest of the West-Hill once worked as a hired laborer in the shop.
Yulin Royal Guards set a cordon at the entrance of the alley, keeping the crowd away. The escorts of the Divine Hall occupied several crucial places in front of the Old Brush Pen Shop. With the curtain raised, the Great Divine Priest of Revelation slowly walked out of the divine carriage.
Ning Que and Sangsang, who were standing at the doorway of the shop, welcomed the old man.
Only the Great Divine Priest of Revelation and Cheng Lixue went into the Old Brush Pen Shop.
Ning Que invited the Great Divine Priest to take a seat. He wanted to ask Sangsang to make tea for them but thought against it, because Cheng Lixue had once told him asking Sangsang to do such chores was a kind of blasphemy to the West-Hill and Taoism.
Four cups of tea lay on the table, with steam slowly gathering and then dispersing.
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation, whose deep wrinkles were like mountains and rivers, looked like a very ordinary elder. Only this gorgeous divine robe revealed his distinguished status.
Ning Que had met many bigwigs, but it was still the first time he was going to negotiate with someone as grand as the Great Divine Priest of Revelation. Thus, he felt a little nervous and didn’t know how to break the ice.
Sangsang was also nervous. Though Ning Que had explained the inheritance rule the Great Divine Priest of Light had last night, Sangsang was still confused. She couldn’t understand why the Divine Hall still insisted on taking her back, since her teacher had turned against the West-Hill Divine Palace in the end.
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation looked at Ning Que and his little handmaid, and suddenly smiled. As he smiled, his wrinkles deepened and his slightly-sunken eyes became calm and deep all at once; like an old well in the withered hill covered by irregular stones.
Facing the eyes of the Great Divine Priest of Revelation, Ning Que felt naked, as if his clothes had vanished. His instincts told him that the old man had seen through him.
It wasn’t about the body. Instead, the intentional dissimulation on his heart had been seen through, and even his fate track was also naked right now. There was nowhere to hide!
Ning Que controlled his vigilance and said, “I am Ning Que of the Academy. Greetings, Great Divine Priest of Revelation.”
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation responded, “Just take a seat.”
Ning Que took a seat opposite to the Great Divine Priest.
It was silent in the Old Brush Pen Shop. As the owner, Ning Que knew that he should be the first one to talk, but he really had no idea what to say on the matter.
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Nightfall
FantasyAuthor(s) Mao Ni,猫腻 Chang An, capital of Tang, the most powerful empire in the continent. A heaven wrecking massacre shook the city to its core. Amidst the incident, a young boy named Ning Que managed to get away, dug out from a pile of corpses alon...