Captain Zhao signaled his platoon, and the guards formed a loose perimeter around the cultists. They're ready to pull out their weapons in case the cultists go back to their words.
Luo Ming kept his expression neutral, though inwardly he was not pleased at this treatment.
The High Priest had anticipated resistance, but being treated like heinous criminals who didn't know the reason still stung when they already mentioned their purpose. They're cultists. They follow their faith! If the Great Poison Demon decreed to kill someone, that is not committing a crime but a show of faith!
Still, he kept his calm and focused on the mission. The winds of change might have arrived for the cult but that didn't mean it would erase the cult's notoriety. Furthermore, the store's power was worth this humiliation.
How could he taste the Frosty Lotus Brew and chew on those delectable breadsticks if they get banned from entering the city where the store was located?
