The man was clearly showing signs of being angry. If he kept talking, the other party would probably take the place of the gods and punish them here.
"Okay, stop talking." Qing Wan gave the girl a warning look, then looked at the man opposite and said, "Brother, I don't know what's going on. I hope you can bear with me and don't be like him.
No worries. We really don’t have any malice, and we definitely don’t mean any disrespect to your priest.”
There is no need to argue with these people because they are not familiar with the place they live in. In the end, they will be the ones who suffer the consequences.
"Hmph!" The man snorted coldly and said reluctantly: "A collision is a collision. How can it be settled with just one sentence without any malice?"
"What happened?" A voice as cold as blue frost was heard, and the black soft sedan stopped outside the crowd. Seeing this, everyone dispersed to both sides.
The man hurriedly walked to the sedan and replied with a bit of flattery: "Master Priest, there are two outsiders here who are disrespectful to you, the high priest. They are also rude to the gods we worship."
"Oh? In that case, why don't you take them down?" A lazy and somewhat arrogant voice came from behind the black sedan curtain.
The man hurriedly said: "The villains are preparing to take them to the altar."
"Yes!" The people in the soft sedan responded softly as if they were satisfied. They nodded through the curtain of the sedan and said, "That's right. Let her and the others be the sacrifices for today's sacrifice."
"Ah?" Daukou exclaimed when he heard this. He immediately grabbed Qingwan's wrist, shook her slightly pale face desperately and said, "Miss, I don't want it. This slave doesn't want to be a sacrifice."
Seeing the hopeless look of the girl, Qing Wan glared at her angrily. How could she not be as sharp-tongued as she was just now?
Then he turned to the direction of the black sedan and said: "Master Priest, my master and servant really did not mean to offend. The purpose of the high priest is to sacrifice to the gods and pray for the people. He must be a kind-hearted person. He will not be embarrassed because we are new here."
He understands the rules but feels guilty. As for gods, they protect the common people and save the world. They are even more benevolent and will definitely not care about mere mortals like us. Do you think so?"
"What a great kindness, don't argue with mortals." The voice from behind the sedan curtain continued to come out, coldly and coldly with a few considerations, mixed with emotions and anger: "I think you are new here and don't know the rules, so you don't have to talk to me.
You care about it, but you must go to the altar and make amends to the gods in person."
"Miss." Daukou couldn't help but hold Qingwan's hand tighter.
Qing Wan patted the back of the other person's hand comfortingly, looked at the person behind the sedan without changing her expression and said with a smile: "This is natural."
The people in the sedan probably didn't expect that she answered so naturally and seemed to have no fear. They couldn't help but look at her more carefully through the curtain of the sedan.
In fact, it's not that Qingwan is not worried or unafraid, she is just forcing herself to be calm. Because she knows that at this time, if she shows the slightest hint of timidity or lacks composure, then they will lose.
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Others have the final say as to how they will be dealt with next.
And if you show yourself to be fearless, you will give the other party some misconceptions, and you will feel that she may have some righteous intentions behind her back, and you will have some scruples in your actions.