Qin Siyang and the other two took another taxi back to the kindergarten.
To Qin Siyang's surprise, funeral wreaths stood outside the kindergarten entrance.
"What, did another kid at the kindergarten die suddenly?"
Li Tianming drawled, "Your brain doesn't work, and now your eyes don't either? Didn't you see 'In everlasting memory of Qin Siyang' written on the funeral banners?"
"My funeral wreaths? Why are they at the kindergarten?"
Zhang Kuang explained, "Because you got the Vine Heart and the Crimson Crystal."
"Huh? What does that have to do with anything? Getting those two things earned me the approval of the kindergarten parents?"
"No. Everyone knows you're a newcomer with no backing. You only got those two treasures because you were lucky."
"So a lot of parents hope their children will have that kind of luck someday, too. Once they heard you lived at the kindergarten, they sent funeral wreaths to pray to your departed spirit, hoping you'd bless their children with smooth sailing and good fortune."
The corners of Qin Siyang's mouth drooped. Looking at the row of funeral wreaths and the miniature ones beneath them, sent in the children's names, he felt deeply uncomfortable.
"The kids who attend this kindergarten all come from rich, powerful families. Why are they superstitious, too?"
"Xiao Qin, from all my years getting by in the Safe Zone, the richer people are, the more superstitious they get."
"Really?"
Zhang Kuang scratched his fluffy, unkempt hair again. "What do you think? How else could an organization like the Church grow so powerful within the Safe Zone?"
Zhang Kuang took out his phone and made a call.
"It's me. Bring a few cleaners over and remove all the funeral wreaths outside the school."
"Yes, I know some were sent by ministers and department heads. Just