Chen Jingxuan spoke slowly, "In this way... as incense, as river water, what ordinary people can see and hear are also what the 'Supreme One' hopes they see and hear."
"You say so much, only to suggest that all that is mundane is ignorance."
Xie Xuanyi, uncharacteristically patient, listened to the entirety before drawing a conclusion.
"... Most of mundane life is ignorance."
Chen Jingxuan shook his head and corrected, "There are always special cases. Even those Heavenly People, before they awaken and begin their cultivation, are just members of the mundane populace."
"So you don't need to worry, their fear of you today, their slander, it's all temporary..."
The Little National Master looked down at these people and said sympathetically, "The Imperial City has seen many storms, and over the years, the moss on the blue stones of the streets has been replaced time and again. In a few days, it won't be long before they will forget you."
