"All right, back to business... You all know the news from the City of Light, right?"
Gu Shen lightly tapped the stone table in the pavilion with his fingertips.
"Of course. It's such a huge matter!"
Chen Li said seriously, "By now, probably no one in the Five Continents doesn't know about it."
Song Ci rubbed his brow and said troubledly, "You might not believe this, but I probably learned the news before all of you."
"Oh?" Little Iron Man was intrigued.
"Last night... Dream of Light descended vaguely into my dream."
Song Ci slowly said, "I say 'vaguely' because I spent five years cultivating at Clear Tomb Cemetery. Bai Zhu tempered my state of mind until it was incomparably firm. Before that, Dream of Light would descend every few days, and I simply couldn't resist it."
"..."
Gu Shen fell silent.
There was nothing that could be done about it.
Song Ci was an Apostle of God of Light's Throne. It was only natural that he would receive the summons of Dream of Light. His situation was somewhat different from Fisher's back then.
Fisher had once been harassed by the Judicators. He sought out the Empress and had Dream of Light expelled.
But at that time—
He had merely been chosen. He had not accepted the divine gift of the Church of Light.
But now... Song Ci had received real benefits from them. Under such circumstances, it was only reasonable for the Church of Light to bestow "dreams" upon him as a summons.
There was probably no second person in the world who could hide in Clear Tomb Cemetery like Song Ci and evade the dreams.
"The City of Light is choosing a 'new god.'"
Gu Shen smiled. "I'm planning to make a trip there."
"You're going?!"
Chen Li