For Lu PingAn as he was now, becoming famous was not necessarily a good thing.
Ancient City, within Changping Province, was probably a restored old city with a little influence.
But if it were placed within the entire Eastern Kingdom, or even the whole world—
"Ancient City? What a strange city name."
To strangers, it was a completely unfamiliar name. Even if they looked it up, they would only learn that it was an obscure third-tier small city.
Yet one thing had drawn the attention of many special individuals, who had kept their eyes on it ever since.
"Is this where that person, Mother, finally fell?"
"Princess. Young Miss! The Mother Goddess is merely missing at present. That does not necessarily mean she is dead. Please mind your words!"
At that, the blonde woman sitting directly on the carpet, stuffing herself with fries and hamburgers until her mouth was greasy, burst out spraying food.
After coughing for a long while and smacking her not-so-large chest several times, she narrowly avoided choking to death.
". Are you kidding me? Her Holy Image has collapsed, the fanatics are either dead or insane, and none of the prayers are being answered. Is there any other possibility besides her being finished?"
Her lake-colored eyes swept across them. The instant those familiar vertical pupils appeared, every protest and complaint vanished without a trace.
After all, she was that lady's direct descendant—the last noble bloodline of that surviving branch. The genuine article.
"Princess, you have been asleep for nearly twenty years and do not know the situation—"
"Ha, what situation is there to know? Isn't it written clearly in this briefing? That person messed around trying to become a god, got herself killed in the process, and the local authorities even struck her from the records.