The Real World.
Yang Qizhou looked at the content of the text and revealed a "just as expected" expression.
"Your Excellency Lamp Holder, the 'God of Justice,' He..." A panicked voice arose. It was the 'Secret Cultivator.' She had completely lost her wits upon seeing the text's description, realizing that everything was the 'God of Justice's' conspiracy.
Yang Qizhou shrugged and said, "Now do you understand? In the 'Ancient Land,' you can believe in the gods' might, but never trust their mercy. The gifts of fate have already been marked with a price in secret. The more they give you, the more they will take back later."
This wasn't originally my line.
But it fits perfectly, so I borrowed it. Hehe, I believe the big-shot won't mind.
Yang Qizhou grinned slightly...