At Tang San's words, the deacon handling the registration could not help but pale.
"Huh, that name of yours sounds a little familiar..."
"I feel like I've heard it somewhere."
Tang San's expression changed at once.
"Not at all. My name is very ordinary-you hear it everywhere. Sir, could you be remembering wrong?!"
The deacon sank into thought, but even after thinking for quite a while,
he still could not recall anything.
He shook his head.
"Perhaps I've been so busy helping His Holiness oversee the construction sites lately that my head's spinning..."
Then he shook his head again.
"Forget it. No Soul Power is fine, as long as you can work."
"A hammer Martial Soul should be pretty handy for construction work. Come with me, then."
With that, he led the group into Spirit Hall.
As they walked,
the deacon vaguely sensed that something was wrong.
But he was a newly appointed deacon with little standing in Spirit Hall, and many matters were beyond his access.
Otherwise, he would not have been assigned the minor task of supervising construction.
Soon, the deacon led Tang San and his group to the construction site.
"His Holiness recently went out to hunt Soul Beasts, so the Revered Ones decided to take this opportunity to build a new home for him and his wife."
"Judging by the time, they should be back before long."
"So we've been hiring lots of workers lately. Work hard, and you'll be well rewarded."
With that, he took a heavy pouch of gold coins from his pocket and tossed it over.
"Here. This is your advance payment..."
"If there's nothing else, hurry and get to work today."
Tang San reached out and caught it.
"Yes, Deacon. We'll start right away."
With that, he exchanged glances with the men