Who would have thought the woman in blue would not take the hint? She remained relentless, looking at the gray-robed men behind him.
"They nearly burned that father and daughter to death!"
Wuchen faltered, then turned to the gray-robed men and said evenly, "You few will clean the holy temple for one month and repent every day to atone for your sins!"
The gray-robed men bowed.
"Yes!"
Wuchen looked back at the woman in blue, his smile gentle.
"Miss, has your anger subsided now?"
The woman in blue was silent for a moment, then cupped her hands, turned, and left.
Wuchen's gaze flickered.
"Your compassionate heart is truly admirable, miss!"
"Might I ask your honorable name?"
"And which sect you come from?"
The woman looked back and stared at Wuchen for a while, then said flatly, "We met by chance. There's no need to leave a name!"
She hesitated, then warned him, "I greatly approve of what your Saint Sect is doing!"
"However, you must not do it under the banner of the Saint Sect and the Holy Master!"
"Otherwise, if the four Holy Lands of the Mystic Heaven Realm never learn of it, so be it!"
"But if they do, I fear they will not tolerate you acting this way!"
With that, she quickly disappeared into the alley.
Wuchen watched her leave. A trace of coldness flashed through his eyes, so faint it was almost imperceptible, but it vanished in an instant.
He turned to the crowd and said in a clear voice, "Continue serving the porridge!"
"The Holy Master is merciful and forgives sinners!"
"I hope you will all take this as a warning and worship with devotion!"
Everyone raised both hands in unison.
"The Holy Master is merciful!"
"The Holy Master is merciful!"
"..."
Order returned to