Hearing their chants, Miao Yin was filled with joy. Yes, she was their goddess and savior, and her voice was divine.
But her smile suddenly froze when she felt the newly obtained power fading and the stench of decay slowly coming out of her mouth.
Miao Yin's face turned pale. How could this be?
The bawd smiled and instructed the coachman. "Return to the city."
The coachman immediately led the horse back to the city.
"Goddess, Goddess, don't go. Goddess, save me…" A beggar shouted as he ran after the carriage.
The bawd naturally ignored him, but Miao Yin instructed. "Stop."
The bawd lifted the curtain of the carriage. "Miao Yin, you're being too kind. Those people are dirty and smelly. Listen to me. Let's go back. If you go down, they'll swarm over…"
Miao Yin tried her best to control the panic she was feeling. Her voice was cold and hoarse as she instructed again. "I told you to stop."
