Jia Xiu did not continue asking why Holy Light knew about him.
There was no way he could get a clear answer by asking.
Justina definitely did not know why either. She even treated Holy Light's attention as an honor.
He could not talk to these proper, devout believers. They all viewed gods through a filter.
But from another angle, Jia Xiu's default assumption that there was something wrong with gods was also a kind of filter.
After all, the environment he had grown up in was different from this place.
The belief that religion probably had some issues was as deeply rooted in Jia Xiu's mind as the belief that gods ought to stand high above and guide mortals was in the minds of the locals.
His view had only shifted slightly because he had encountered an oddity like Justina.
She was absolutely the biggest oddity among oddities in this world.
Not only in the way she conducted herself—even purely in terms of race, she was half-god and half-human. She had admitted it herself.
And one person's strange behavior should not be projected onto the entire group.
Jia Xiu would temporarily hold onto the view that Holy Light's attention was not a good thing.
But then again.
Even if he knew Holy Light's attention was not a good thing, there was nothing he could do about it.
Holy Light was, after all, one of the known top-tier gods of this world. It had the largest number of believers and could even directly establish a nation.
If this world did not contain some utterly unreasonable figure like a god above gods, one who created everything and ruled everything, then Holy Light was probably the strongest god currently known—without a single rival.
The gap between Jia Xiu and the strongest god