"Feilian, several days ago, you inexplicably inflicted heavy injuries on multiple believers of our Moon God Cult. It is time to settle this score."
Standing at the front of a group dressed in uniform robes emblazoned with a nine-tomoe crimson moon on the back, holding kunai with solemn expressions, the leader gazed fixedly at the head of the rival faction who held a triple-bladed scythe and wore a frivolous, arrogant expression. The leader spoke in a deep voice:
"This lord has always believed in Lord Jashin, yet you people actually dare to brazenly speak of some damn Moon God Cult right in front of me. You truly don't know whether you're living or dying."
Chapter 281