The branch hall elder suddenly stopped and looked helplessly at the young soul master beside him.
"Can you at least use your own brain? How could there be a young, beautiful woman among the worshippers... I think she's bewitched you!"
The young soul master stood there with his head lowered, meekly listening to the elder's lecture.
But he had to admit that the elder was right about some things. For example, since she was beautiful, he had naturally assumed that everything a beautiful woman said was correct.
"So, Elder, does that mean this woman is an impostor? The token in her hand doesn't belong to her either?"
"Maybe she stole it. Sigh, I came all this way for nothing! Tell me, should I go back now or not?!"
The elder looked at the young soul master as though he hated that iron could not become steel.
"Elder, since you're already out here, why not come with us..."
"That woman dared to steal a worshipper's token. What if she's some vicious character? I'm afraid we can't handle her."
"I told you to train properly every day, yet now you need me to step in for everything!"
The elder suppressed his anger. "Fine. Lead the way!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
The group continued toward the shore, but this time, the elder no longer looked as frantic as before.
Since he knew the other party's identity was fake, there was no need to be so respectful.
"They're here."
Chi Xiu saw a group of people in Spirit Hall uniforms arriving belatedly beyond the crowd of onlooking civilians.
Qian Renxue was already simmering with anger. At last, she had found somewhere to vent it.
She walked past Chi Xiu.
"Don't hit them too hard. After all, teaching them a lesson isn't the priority this time."