Keqing's words were extremely disrespectful to the gods. Especially here in a temple, she actually pointed at those gods and buddhas and said they were unworthy—and there were so many believers present.
Wasn't that practically stomping on their faces?
Fortunately, most of the people here had only come to shelter from the rain rather than being fanatics. If she had said something like that before fanatics like those in Christianity, they would surely have fought to send her to the stake and burn her alive.
Even if they were not fanatics, however, the people around them were still furious at such blasphemous words. They glared angrily at Keqing, seized by the urge to teach her a lesson.
"Lady Keqing, there are so many people here. You should stop talking..."
Seeing how enraged the surrounding people were, as though they were about to attack, Makomo gently tugged at Keqing's sleeve. This was really making too many enemies.
Even if she did not respect the gods, she should not say it in front of so many people! Saying it privately would have been enough!
"There's nothing wrong with saying it. If you believe you are right, then say it loudly and act on it resolutely—this is the principle I have always upheld in life."
Keqing was exceptionally firm in her convictions. She could not change herself for the sake of others' opinions. If she did, she would no longer be Keqing.
"I... I didn't mean that, it's just..."
Makomo anxiously tried to explain, but several hotheaded people nearby could no longer hold themselves back.
They rolled up their sleeves and approached with fierce looks in their eyes. "Don't think we won't hit you just because you're a woman. Look at what you're wearing! Young people nowadays may worship foreign things, but that