Lin Wenzheng had always looked like a drunken good-for-nothing before, but now his face was twisted with ferocity, utterly crazed.
One could imagine how long he had bottled all this up inside.
Zhang Tianyang clapped his hands, his expression blank. "Well said. This damned court really is unfair, and I understand you very well.
"But what about the people of Black Stone County? Do they deserve to die from incense? Do you know how many people died in the Incense Cult turmoil in Huainan Dao?"
Lin Wenzheng sneered. "Those people are muddleheaded anyway. They will die sooner or later, so what difference does it make how they die? Perhaps after death, they really can go to the Nine Levels of Ultimate Bliss and no longer suffer."
"You are right that the court is unfair. But just for those words alone, even if you become a high official someday, you will certainly be a shameless corrupt official!"
Zhang Tianyang's face was full of mockery.
Lin Wenzheng still wanted to say something, but by then, all the Incense Cult members had already entered the city.
On the sedan chair lay a young man in a golden robe, reclining lazily, with a dot of crimson between his brows.
The young man appeared to be just over twenty. His features were handsome and bewitchingly beautiful, to the point that one could not tell whether he was male or female.
"Lord Lin, why waste so many words?
"I know you want to vent. Once Black Stone County falls, the cult can spread your deeds throughout Great Zhou.
"By then, that high official in the capital who sent you off to Black Stone County will be in for terrible misfortune."
Lin Wenzheng hurriedly said, "Many thanks, Incense Master!"
"Incense Master of the Incense Cult's Green Luan