This concert was something else, even came with its own stress-relief props.
No joke, stepping on this unknown material beneath our feet, the synchronized "creak creak" sound, it was just like tap dancing. Pair it with the Burial Love Family's favorite song, flipping our bangs—it was a renaissance of sorts!
"Bastards!"
"What are you bastards doing!"
"I, Tu Shanlan, will not allow you to desecrate our Savior of humanity like this!"
A tall, striking woman appeared at the entrance of the square, seemingly delicate yet displaying astonishing combat prowess.
She single-handedly parted the "celebrating" crowd, cleanly taking down anyone who stepped on the stone sculpture!
"Seriously, you're still buying into that god-making lie from a few years ago."
"Yeah, it was made up by the Old Faction, with no concrete evidence proving that person ever existed."
"Why should this square honor a fake Savior? It should display our Longevity Sect leader instead!"
