Wang Chong had little interest in the Eternal Life Holy Church. Although Yueliduo said she had a way, he did not believe her. If she really had a way, Shafeina would not have driven her to the Shangtuo Tribe; she would have stayed in the Eternal Life Holy Church as its Holy Mother of Eternal Life.
It was like someone who had never written a webnovel instructing others on how to write a smash hit. Anyone who believed them for even a second probably had an IQ capped at that of a border collie. Any higher would be disrespectful to dogs.
But he was willing to learn more about the Eternal Life Holy Church. After all, a religion that could command the faith of the vast majority of tribes on the Great Grassland must have something remarkable about it. Besides, their two sides were not necessarily free of enmity. Learning more about an enemy was a good thing no matter how you looked at it.
Yueliduo chatted with Wang Chong for several hours. Only when she saw the White Camel Tribe people ahead making camp again did she realize she had actually spent the entire afternoon talking to this detestable fellow. Wang Chong's conversation could hardly be called refined, nor did he possess the bearing of a "scholar," but he talked freely, plucking all manner of strange tales and amusing anecdotes out of thin air. Allusions and little songs poured out of him in an endless stream. There were even quite a few jokes that she had not merely never heard before-she had never imagined human thought could reach such utterly inconceivable heights!
She had to admit that spending time with Wang Chong was extraordinarily comfortable.
Yueliduo simply felt that Wang Chong brimmed with marvelous fancies, his thoughts roaming like