In Lonemoon's eyes, the missions were all unprofitable deals.
First, the residents had long since developed a strong faith in Lin Qiye.
Even if he built their houses, the amount of incense they could offer would be limited.
Under such circumstances, giving a portion to the demons was like giving them benefits for free.
"Brother Butcher is right. How can we guess what the Lord is thinking? I think we'd better hurry up and carry out his mission."
Chang Shi and Hou Tu were not as close as Lonemoon and Lin Qiye.
No matter what Lonemoon thought, the two immediately called Butcher and prepared to distribute new tasks.
Lonemoon had no choice but to follow.
It had been more than two months.
The demons were summoned again. Lonemoon could not help but feel shocked at the sight of the mighty group.
"I'm afraid there are nearly 100,000 demons here! Isn't it terrible to share the incense with so many demons?"
