The appearance of the pig's head was so sudden that I staggered half a step back.
As my gaze briefly faltered, Yu Longting covered the pig's head with a piece of red cloth, "Not covering the livestock sacrifice with red cloth allows malevolent energy to clash with the Dragon God."
"But... the one in Baiming Cave... isn't it a fake Dragon God?" the village chief followed up with a question.
Yu Longting's noble and cool lips lightly parted, "Putting on a show, you need to go all out."
"Yes, come on, cover it with red cloth," the village chief yelled.
Bare-chested, muscular men took red cloths and covered the heads of the oxen and sheep as well.
Outside the door, in addition to the table filled with lavish offerings, stood two rows of Wedding Matrons dressed in festive attire.
Each held a tray in their hands, on which lay bridal clothes and jewelry for marrying the Dragon God.
The Wedding Matron came over to me and said, "Lady Dragon God, we're here to help you change."
