The faint scent of sandalwood wafted into Feng Qing'an's nostrils, causing him to glance sideways. Among the crowd of onlookers, he saw the distinct figure of a tall entity.
The ghost deity of Pingwu County!
"We have no right to interfere with the affairs of the mortal realm. Please forgive us!"
When they saw Feng Qing'an's gaze turn towards them, the Pingwu County God bowed in courtesy, leading the other ghost deities who had come to observe.
"Hmm."
Feng Qing'an nodded, disregarding the group of ghost deities. The ghost deities worshiped by people could catch evil spirits, fiends, but they had no power over humans.
This heavy taxation had nothing to do with these ghost deities. If they wanted to spectate, he would let them watch.
Thunk!
Ah——
