The cruelty of the chief palace master's attack made people's hearts tremble.
He retracted his palms, threw himself into the ground and said, "I have followed the oracle's instructions and destroyed the traitors to God."
The God of Thunder nodded, bowed to Xia Qingchen and said, "Please give me the king's orders."
Xia Qingchen looked to the sky and said, "Let's go."
"Yes!" The God of Thunder turned into a thunderbolt and returned to the nine heavens, disappearing without a trace. As it left, the howling wind stopped, the condensed dark clouds quickly dispersed, and the sky and the earth became clear again.
Everything just seemed like a dream, as if it had never happened.
The worshiping beings were shocked and unable to extricate themselves for a long time.
They could occasionally see projections of gods during sacrificial ceremonies in temples, but this was the first time in their lives for people to call gods here and there with every gesture.
Pairs of eyes stared at Xia Qingchen, filled with deep awe.
At this moment, Xia Qingchen was like a real god in their hearts!
Only Xia Qingchen remained calm from beginning to end.
He gently touched the four statues with his hands, suppressing their temple spirituality. Due to the death of the caster Zhao Protector, the statues once again exuded their due coercion.
Under the combined effect of the four statues, the white-feathered demon horse in the distance immediately fell into a state of frenzy, raising its four hooves and running wildly around the perimeter.
Mr. Xiao was the most excited. He leaned on crutches and said tremblingly: "Did you see it? God of War did not deceive us, no! It was the temple that framed God of War Xia!"
The businessmen all around lowered their heads in shame.
Especially those who clamored for Xia Qingchen to get out of Southern Xinjiang.
The truth was like a slap in the face, making them regret what they just said.
Old Mrs. Xiao was in an excited mood. Xia Qingchen's grievance was cleared, and it seemed that he deserved more than his own vindication. His old cheeks were filled with deep joy.
When he saw Patriarch Xiao and a group of clansmen with evasive eyes, he was furious. He picked up his crutch and hit the Patriarch hard: "Evil! And you little beasts, why don't you kneel down for me?"
Apologize to Xia Zhanshen?"
Patriarch Xiao took a cane on his arm. He grinned in pain and his head felt like an eggplant beaten by frost. He said in embarrassment, "Master Xia, I was reckless and misunderstood Master Xia. Please forgive me!"
When he opened his mouth, the other businessmen spoke out one after another, begging for forgiveness, and some couldn't help but hold their fists in the air to express their apologies.
At the same time, their eyes refocused on the four statues.
So, is the effect of the statue real?
Patriarch Xiao, Patriarch Wang and Patriarch Chen were moved at the same time and warned with stern eyes those who tried to bid for the statue again.
It means that they have just bought the statue, but they just got the money back temporarily.
"Master Xia, the statue..." Chief Xiao's eyes were blazing, and even the projection of the gods spoke in person to explain the origin of the statue. What else did the Xiao family have to hesitate about?
I have to buy it even if I lose all my money!
However, what made him, the head of the Wang family, the head of the Chen family, and everyone present were heartbroken was that Xia Qingchen raised his hand and pressed it lightly on the table.
The four statues that had already fluttered their sleeves were all shattered into pieces with a pop.
The divinity attached to the statue also disappeared with the wind.
The white-feathered demon horse running wildly in the distance quickly regained its composure and looked around timidly.
The statue... was destroyed!
The whole place was silent, and some could not believe that Xia Qingchen destroyed all four precious statues, leaving no one behind.
"Master Xia, are you still angry with us?" Chief Xiao said in awe.
Xia Qingchen didn't look at him or anyone present. He just looked at the boundless desolate sky: "I'm not angry, I'm just chilled."
He silently walked down the high platform, passed through the crowd, and left slowly, leaving only a lonely and long figure behind them: "I forgive you, but I will not accept you again."
Some lonely words were like daggers, piercing into their hearts.
They really went too far just now, insulting Xia Qingchen as a liar, telling him to get out of southern Xinjiang, and mocking his reputation as the God of War.
How chilling is it for a person who means well to support you?
If it were them, they would not accept anyone on the field again.
Old Mrs. Xiao's eyes were full of anger, and he raised his cane and slapped Patriarch Xiao hard on the face: "You bastard! Look at what you have done! Mr. Xia came to Southern Xinjiang in person, but you slandered him like that!"
Patriarch Xiao covered his face and regretted, "Dad, I was wrong!"
"What's the use of regretting now?" Mrs. Xiao looked sad and angry: "Can regretting make everything never happen?"
He turned around tiredly and said without looking back: "When you go back, call some capable grandchildren in front of me. You are not suitable to be the head of the Xiao family!"
Judging from his behavior, it is Patriarch Xiao who is old and confused.
He has no eyesight and likes to be willful. Otherwise, how could he have chilled Xia Qingchen's heart, and how could he have lost those two extremely precious statues?
Other ordinary people also feel melancholy and full of regret.
Thinking about what they had just done, they all wanted to slap themselves hard. They actually believed the temple's one-sided story and even attacked Xia Qingchen like that.
How stupid!
"Temple! You have caused so much misery to us!" The head of the Chen family expressed his anger at the temple.
Without the temple, how could things have developed to this point?
Many businessmen are disgusted with the temple from the bottom of their hearts. Even the once highly respected temple owner is now exposed as a hypocrite in their eyes.
The dignified master of the palace, in order to win the four statues, even lied to protect his protector.
How shameless!
The main hall master of the temple was extremely indifferent. Their gazes and words could not shake his mood even a little bit.
The only one who can shake his state of mind is Xia Qingchen!
He once saw a record in ancient scriptures.
There is only one person who can command the gods of the nine heavens, and that is...the God King!!
Speaking of which, Xia Qingchen left the venue with an expressionless face and headed towards the military training ground.
When passing by a restaurant, a familiar call came from above: "Mr. Xia, why don't you come up and have a drink to warm your heart?"
Xia Qingchen raised his head and looked away, then looked back and continued walking his own way.
At the window of the restaurant, Nu Tianyi showed no embarrassment after being rejected. He smiled softly and said, "Don't you want Mr. Xia to know about my Barbarian Sacred Fire?"
Um?
Xia Qingchen's steps suddenly paused and his eyebrows raised.
There were very few people who knew about his search for the Holy Fire. How did Nu Tianyi know about it?
"Come up and have a drink." Nu Tianyi shook the wine in his hand: "I have a story, but I don't have an audience."
Xia Qingchen turned around, tiptoed a little, jumped up to the second floor with a light body, and got in through the window.
Except for Adagu, the others in the house were all strange barbarians.
The barbarian who Xia Qingchen spared his life, as well as Gu Lang, all left early.
Xia Qingchen's arrival caused everyone in the room to stand up uncontrollably and look at him with inexplicable awe.