A woman was being carried by the crowd, her bearing exuded an air of nobility. One could see her looking at the Capital City, her eyes curving into crescents of joy as she murmured softly, "This time, I must give Chen Xiang a great fright!"
In this crowd, the Sect Hierarch and protector of the Wu Sheng Cult walked helplessly forward. One of them stole a glance at the Rakshasa Princess and whispered, "What is the Holy Maiden thinking? Entering the Capital City at this time, is she seeking death?"
"Keep your voice down. Do you want to get us all killed? You know full well the Witch's methods. If she overhears us, none of us will have good fruit to eat," the Sect Hierarch said in a low voice.
They were originally swindlers and deceivers; founding the cult was simply a means to scam wealth. They had never dared to actually rebel, but since encountering the Rakshasa Princess, everything had spiraled out of control.
