Chu Qing had no idea what the others were thinking.
At that moment, he stood before a massive temple. People streamed in and out, and the place was bustling with life. He was overjoyed.
Previously, there had been no temples in the Imperial Capital, and he had worried that he would have no way to obtain Incense Iron Pills.
But now, things were different. With so many people here, the incense offerings were bound to be flourishing.
If his guess was correct, then—
The Incense Iron Pills could be taken care of.
Guards stood watch outside the temple.
When they saw Chu Qing approaching, their expressions changed slightly.
Because—
The person he was carrying looked rather terrifying.
A person with only half a body left was still over three meters long?
Was that even human?
Gulp!
Someone swallowed and blew a whistle.
Several people rushed out from the temple.
They wore red-and-white ceremonial robes and looked kind and benevolent.
The instant they saw Chu Qing, their faces changed drastically.
Because—
They had all seen Chu Qing's portrait.
They knew this man... was extremely terrifying.
Why had this man... come to a place like this?
We're only a temple here!
A robed man bowed and saluted him. "My lord, this is a temple!"
"It is a place for burning incense and worshipping gods!"
"I hope my lord understands!"
Chu Qing burst into laughter. With a crack, he twisted off the unlucky man's head and casually tossed the corpse aside.
"What a coincidence!"
"I came here precisely to burn incense and worship gods!"
The robed man swallowed, his face looking awful.
Yet he did not dare refute him. Instead, he ingratiatingly said, "Then, my lord, please come inside!"
Chu Qing swaggered into the temple.
Zuo Yan and Zuo Qianqiu exchanged a glance