The farmer's words only incited further anger from the mortals.
"How dare you speak of the Great Master like that?!"
His gaze shot over, but the two figures were nowhere to be seen.
Had they disappeared?
The mortal rubbed his eyes and scoffed, "Lucky for you that you ran fast, otherwise for speaking of the Great Master like that, I would not have let this go!"
In their eyes, the Great Master was akin to the heavens themselves, how could someone speak of him as just a regular person!
"The immortals are moving forward, let's all move forward!"
At that moment, a mortal shouted out, and the procession headed towards the front, quickly following the Jinxian Sect Disciples and the Forbidden Army to the front of the West City Governor's Mansion.
