"Young brother, you certainly seem to enjoy watching the excitement."
"As if none of this had anything to do with you, as though you were merely an outsider."
The fighting in the courtyard was fierce.
Jiang Qiao's peace and quiet had also been shattered.
Just as he was enjoying the show, a sigh sounded behind him.
"What else could I do?"
"What does it have to do with me?"
Jiang Qiao was not surprised. Following the voice, he looked over and saw a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe and sporting a goatee.
His eyes were very bright.
There was something about the way he looked at people that made it difficult to meet his gaze.
"A City God?"
"Which one?"
The newcomer looked very real, but was actually condensed from the power of incense and worship. He had no true physical body.
Judging from his bearing,
he resembled Yan Yishu, the City God Prefectural Lord of Mingzhou Prefecture.
Obviously,
he was also a Prefectural Lord.
"North Lake." The middle-aged man sighed again. "Your Excellency came from beyond the heavens. I hear you know where the Other Shore is?"
"You're with Mingzhou Prefecture?"
Jiang Qiao did not answer.
Instead, he asked,
"More or less."
"I don't oppose the plan to move to the Small World, but the prerequisite is finding a suitable Small World. As for the Other Shore, it seems rather ethereal to me. I don't see any point in searching for it." The North Lake Prefectural Lord spoke frankly.
"So?"
"Whether you leave or not is your business. It has nothing to do with me."
"Could I force you not to?"
Jiang Qiao found it amusing.
"Your Excellency indeed cannot force us." The North Lake Prefectural Lord nodded, then continued, "But by coming to this world and spreading