Cheng Su had no idea what the Palace Master was busy flying back and forth for.
The tiny figure rode a cloud past the main hall entrance once again, then suddenly stopped and turned to drift before the doors. Bai Yujun frowned at the prayer cushions before the altar table, then at the enormous, exquisite incense burner outside, feeling that something needed to change.
With a wave of her hand, the prayer cushions before the altar table shifted to either side, leaving the Flower Demon and Cheng Su utterly baffled.
Bai Yujun had originally planned to throw away the incense burner, but suddenly felt that, as a merchant, she should not be so wasteful. She stored it in a sack, intending to put it on the shelves and sell it when she had the time.
After thinking for a moment, she spoke.
"The old rules were no good. They need to change."
Cheng Su and the demons hurriedly agreed. Whatever changed was fine; after all, everything in the Dragon Palace was decided by the Palace Master.
Bai Yujun continued.
"If visitors wish to show respect, they may cup their fists in salute. So long as they bear no sin, they need not abandon their dignity and kneel. True powerhouses have no need for the weak to kneel and kowtow. Incense is unnecessary as well. If their hearts are sincere, offerings will suffice—fruit, vegetables, fish, or meat."
Though Cheng Su and the other sprites did not understand, they still found it profoundly mysterious and refreshingly different.
"Yes, this disciple understands."
Visitors no longer needed to kneel and kowtow. It seemed to lessen their reverence by a few degrees, yet it also let them understand what dignity was.
After some thought, Bai Yujun felt she needed to change the lives of the