It was only at this moment that Liu Zhenhan finally remembered the teachings in the "Ceremonial Code" where it was advocated that rituals should embrace the practice of ascetic discipline to forge one's will.
Now that he was a spokesman for the gods, Liu Zhenhan had no choice but to adopt the guise of a saint and relish the lavish feast before him. Guoguo and a pair of Blood Infant sons pouted so much you could hang mustard bottles from their lips—the three little rascals were all meat-lovers by nature, a trait that was purely hereditary.
The only satisfactory aspect for Liu Zhenhan was that the ten saintesses guarding the sacrificial fire also joined him for dinner. Among these ten beautiful saintesses, five were from the delicate and exquisite tribe of Paeber Ai, four were from the squeaky-voiced Garfield Clan Cat-people, and one was a tall Centaur Saintess from the House tribe.
