Of course, he wasn't driven by goodwill or piety, but in the end, the outcome wasn't much different.
"Folks, don't worry, the Holy Lady hasn't abandoned you. She's just left temporarily to save more people!" Thomas stood on a wooden box and shouted to the crowd gathered at the camp entrance.
"Saint Sis above... is there anyone more worthy of saving than us?" An elderly woman pushed her way to the front, speaking with a trembling voice.
Thomas nodded at her and spoke in a gentle tone.
"Of course, there are quite a few people in the castle before you, and they're human too."
The night gradually deepened.
Resting on a cushion, pretending to sleep, Taufu yawned and glanced at the castle outside the carriage, a touch of surprise flickering in the golden vertical pupils.
"Did they really surrender?"
Luo Yan turned a page of his book and said in a conversational tone.
"What else? Should we have a fight with their neighbors?"
Taufu shrugged their wings.
