"Lord Temple Master, this is what happened. The king ordered all of these. We were forced! It was all forced by that Lord Deity. Please spare us!"
The two guards knelt on the ground in fear and trepidation. They kept kowtowing, hoping Lin Qiye would spare their lives.
However, Wan Meng's expression changed drastically when she heard this. She was extremely shocked.
"How dare you lie to my master!? Are you tired of living?"
Wan Meng glared at the two trembling guards, and the aura in her body became restless as if she was about to kill them at any moment.
"Miss, please spare our life! I'm telling the truth! I didn't lie at all. If I'm lying, I'll be struck by lightning and die a horrible death!"
"Ah! Yes! This is Lord Deity's idea. He was the one who told us that the Holy Infant had died in battle! Moreover, he oppressed and threatened us. We had no choice but to submit. In fact, we will always be loyal believers of the Holy Infant."
