Zhou Yi had queued for half an hour before it was finally his turn to step forward and insert the prepared incense into the large cauldron in front of the deity statue.
The priest observed Zhou Yi's clothing and attire and asked, "You are a foreigner?"
Zhou Yi bowed to the deity statue and said with clasped hands, "I am from Qingzhou, wandering the four corners of the world. This is the first time I have heard of the legend of the Golden God and felt reverence, so I came to worship."
"Reverence..."
The priest's gaze slightly hardened as he said, "It appears then, fellow Daoist, that your lineage is long-standing, aware of events from hundreds of years ago?"
Zhou Yi nodded and said, "I have heard a little, that the Demon race can protect the human race is indeed rare!"
"Do not speak of this matter to others, or you will be beaten and driven out of the city."
