“You flatter me…”0

“No need for formalities,” Song You said. “In fact, I was planning to visit you in a few days, City God. First, I wish to retrieve the two paintings I left in your care. This time, when I leave Changjing, I likely won’t return again. There will be no need to trouble you in the future.”0

“Sir, I’m too undeserving…”0

“Second, there are some serious matters I wish to discuss with you.”0

“Serious matters?” The old City God was momentarily stunned.0

His eyes flashed with thought, and he quickly started piecing things together. But before his mind could race too far, he pushed aside all speculation, stood up, and solemnly cupped his hands in respect.0

“I owe everything I have today to two things: first, the guidance and fortune that you bestowed upon me in the past; and second, the incense offerings and faith of the people.0

“Emotionally, I am deeply indebted to you, sir. It is only right that I serve you with unwavering loyalty. Logically, you’ve always stood on the side of the mortal world and its people, tirelessly protecting them. The faith that sustains me now comes precisely from that.”0

“City God, you truly are not the same as before.”0

“Sir, you flatter me…”0

“I would hardly say I’ve worked tirelessly,” Song You said mildly. “But the world is changing. Chaos may soon engulf everything. And when turmoil comes, monsters and demons...0