The Hengshan Divine Man waved his palm.
"What are you trying to do?"
Yunai Qiuxiao instinctively stepped back, but was restrained by the shoulders by two men wearing ghost masks behind her, and forcibly pulled forward to the podium.
She finally understood.
Today's sermon was a trap all along, and most of the believers below had definitely been replaced by followers of the Hengshan Divine Man's faction.
Only a small portion of the people below were actually grassroots believers.
The role of these people was merely to witness her being killed by the Thousand Mirror God, then to spread the news to other grassroots believers, accelerating their shift in allegiance towards the Hengshan Divine Man.
Just when Yunai Qiuxiao wanted to struggle fiercely, a whisper suddenly came into her ear:
"You need to make a decision now."
Huh?!
Yunai Qiuxiao's eyes widened in shock, her delicate eyes staring in astonishment at the young man behind her wearing a ghost mask.
