So Amaunator's otherworldly divine attendants could only face Xue Yunfeng directly with expressions that were impossible to describe.
The Undead briskly cast Vera aside... the Fairy Queen had only hired them as bodyguards and had no right to interfere with their side business outside of work.
In a world like Toril, only fanatics who devoted their entire bodies and souls to the Gods, or slaves without any autonomy, could not control their private property.
Even Gods could not dictate the property of another God's followers, much less a Demigod like the Fairy Queen.
Of course, whether it was Toril's laws or the rules publicly observed on its surface, they had always been there for anyone to invoke... but you had to possess the power to speak up.
Like the Undead at this moment. No matter how powerful Amaunator was, he could not silence all of them, much less dared to do so.
Even if Amaunator intended to cause trouble for the Undead afterward, he would not dare to pull anything now... the Gods of Toril were practically desperate for an excuse to put him back to sleep for another several hundred thousand years!
For a Sun God to make himself so universally despised, Amaunator was certainly one of a kind.
The Undead apparently assumed that the divine attendants sent by Amaunator wanted to mooch supplies off them for free. Their expressions were awful, and comments such as, "Those winged birdmen really dream big," "Just because you're white, you think you can take things for free? Might as well bring in some Devils," and "Is the Sun God so poor he has to beg?" came one after another.
Some people were already considering plucking all the feathers off the divine attendants' wings... the Undead had always wondered whether wings that looked