At this moment, all the corpses were very charred, so Yu Liang could not determine if there were any police officers among them based solely on their skin tones.
The smell of burning flesh filled the air, it smelt like something akin to hair being seared by fire.
The other people present all watched Yu Liang in silence, until he approached and the priestess snapped at him harshly, "Tell me, what were you doing this morning? While we were surrounded by calamity, what exactly were you doing?"
Bolstered by the silent support of the believers present, she spoke with an authoritative haughtiness, interrogating him outright.
"Didn't you all require a Divine Messenger? Well, here he is," Yu Liang simply smirked and then gave a kick to the trolley beside him.
"Divine Messenger?" The priestess looked stunned. She glanced at the unconscious Cain on the trolley and then her face darkened in rage, "How can a Divine Messenger be treated just like some mere insect?"
