"Misunderstanding!"
"Great Lord Qing, this is all a misunderstanding!"
The weeping Divine Court higher-ups had never expected Chu Qing to arrive so quickly.
Nor had they expected him to start cutting people down the moment he arrived.
Weren't you even curious why we were crying?
We didn't want to oppose you!
Amid their frantic pleas for mercy, Chu Qing stopped his saber.
He wanted to give these people hope, then... snuff that hope out.
"What?"
"You're not disgusting me anymore?"
The group of freaks was dumbfounded.
Before they could ponder what Chu Qing meant, they hurriedly said, "Great Lord Qing, although we are Divine Court higher-ups, we have long wanted to leave the Divine Court and pledge ourselves to you, to lead your horse and hold your stirrup, to be your dogs!"
Chu Qing... fell silent.
"Which generation of Grand Officials are you?"
Someone timidly said, "Great Lord Qing, the Twenty-Fourth Generation Grand Officials were just finished off by your saber!"
Chu Qing...
"Your generation of Grand Officials is the worst I've ever seen."
Everyone trembled like cicadas in winter, not daring to utter a word.
Chu Qing sneered. "Everyone... I thought you would run!"
"But you didn't!"
"Now, I am honored to tell you that you may die a little more quickly!"
The crowd thudded to their knees, sobbing so hard they could not speak clearly. "Great Lord Qing, we were abandoned by the Innate Gods and Demons long ago."
"We are willing to follow you!"
Chu Qing was stunned. "You want to follow me?"
A Great Genius was still alive. He hurriedly said, "Yes, Great Lord."
"Even if you kill us, it would only vent a small grudge!"
"But if you don't kill us, we can help you vent a great grudge!"
Chu Qing smiled. "Then how will