"Very interesting, leader of the Pattern Garden."
The Hermit Naya slowly said,
"In Kagawus's Temple, the priests possess prophetic powers far beyond ordinary people.
Undoubtedly, they represent Kagawus and thus can lead the believers in serving Kagawus.
But if you cannot represent God, then how can you serve God?
Does your God delight in your service?"
Xilan stared at Hermit Naya and took a deep breath.
This was undoubtedly a difficult question.
Hermit Naya used Xilan's words as a weapon, instantly placing him in a dilemma.
However…
Xilan, who had followed the Prophet for years, knew that the Prophet had already answered this question.
"Hermit, what use are gold, silver, jewels, and the blood of livestock to a high God?
Does God not have an inexhaustible supply of gold, silver, and jewels? Does God need to live by slaughtering livestock and drinking their blood?"
Hermit Naya paused and asked,
"Then why do you serve?"
Xilan stared at the Hermit and said word by word,
