At high noon, under a clear sky, the main street of Tiger Head Town was jam-packed and deafeningly noisy.
Especially beside the street where the Celestial Venerable Sect believers were gathered, at the courtyard where Sect Leader Liu Erya was leading them in prayer, the gate was surrounded in layer after layer of onlookers.
"Those are the so‑called Celestial Venerable believers? They don't look all that special…"
"There really isn't much to see. That Sect Leader looks younger than my own girl. How capable could she be?"
"Heh, that's where you don't get it! Ever heard of Mr. Wang? Around these parts there aren't many who dare cross that vicious rascal, but a few days ago he provoked the Celestial Venerable Church and got killed in public! Guess who did it?"
"Don't tell me…it was that girl Sect Leader?"
