Liu Zhi had already figured out that the man before him was probably one of Amun's Subordinate Gods.
His appearance alone made it clear that he was not a native of Egypt.
After all, most native Egyptians had wheat-colored skin, black hair, and black eyes. This man was clearly not Egyptian.
And his intentions were impure.
Liu Zhi could plainly see that this man was in charge of defending Thebes.
He could be called the hidden guardian of Thebes.
His position was much like that of the Giant Spirit God at the Southern Heavenly Gate.
A god like him should have welcomed guests from all directions and helped fill out the ranks of the pantheon.
But this man thought otherwise. He had taken it upon himself to divide the gods of the pantheon into ranks, and even assigned ordinary divine subordinates to humiliate certain gods.
All so he could maintain his position in the pantheon.
For a Subordinate God like this to survive under Amun and live as he did, Liu Zhi truly couldn't tell whether his luck was good or bad.
After Liu Zhi sent the signal Amanet had given him, the sound of hooves rang out nearby.
Amanet's avatar, At, came running over.
After spending twenty days at Amun's side, the aura of the Sun God had grown strong around At.
As soon as he saw Liu Zhi, At hurried forward and said,
"Your Majesty."
At those words, the White People who had been blocking the way narrowed his eyes.
At was a mythical being.
There were only three kinds of people he would address as "Your Majesty."
One was a god above level 20, another was the chief god of a pantheon, and the third was his own true self.
Liu Zhi was only level 17, and