Liu Di did not quite understand the Cosmic Heavenly Court's level of evolution.
Yet he had always felt an indescribable strangeness, like a wisp of blue smoke curling through every corner.
"What exactly are the gods you speak of?"
Liu Di looked at the grandfather and grandson.
For a moment, Liu Di felt that these so-called "gods" were the most conspicuous of all the oddities.
At the mention of gods,
the grandfather and grandson's eyes first trembled slightly.
Then the passersby around them with keen hearing stopped in their tracks once more and turned to look.
"Heh heh."
The old man suddenly smiled kindly. The fear in his eyes vanished in an instant as he spoke loudly, both to Liu Di and those around them.
"The gods protect us, grant us stable homes, provide us with abundant resources, help us resist foreign enemies. Even our hearts have become peaceful and sacred because of the existence of the deities."
"Everything we have was bestowed by the gods, and we are endlessly grateful."
As he spoke, the old man slightly closed his eyes and placed his index and middle fingers against his forehead.
The pedestrians around them seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as well. They made the same gesture and said in unison, "Everything we have was bestowed by the gods, and we are endlessly grateful."
The sound seemed to trigger a chain reaction. Everyone who heard it made the same gesture and spoke the same words. It continued to spread, the chant-like tone carrying farther and farther away.
Liu Di frowned slightly.
They were like brainwashed cultists.
Then Liu Di asked, "What exactly are these gods?"
The old man's body trembled, and he hurriedly said cautiously, "Young man, you cannot use such words to describe the gods. You will