Because there was no Deputy Palace Master present, and the leader was only a Holy Disciple who was in charge of reception. Therefore, these people were very carefree, and from time to time, they would comment on the architectural style of this floor and the altar.
And the first to bear the brunt of this was the Holy Sorcerer Tribe.
No matter how noble, powerful, or mysterious they claimed to be, they were isolated from the world all year round, and this gave these people a sense of superiority.
They looked at them as if they were country bumpkins who had just entered the city.
Some of the Holy Sorcerer Tribe members sensed this, but they did not rush up to argue with them. Instead, they expressed their disdain for these people from the bottom of their hearts.
To them, they were noble seeds, and they were much more powerful than these lowly and ignorant people.
Actually, if both sides maintained this attitude of despise and coldness, and refused to get close to each other, they might be able to coexist peacefully.
But there were people who liked to break this balance in order to show off their superiority.
"You guys are dancing with all your might, how much money can you get? Why don't you follow me back to the palace, there will be more money than here. "
This person's attitude was very frivolous. If this was an ordinary family's banquet, perhaps there would be people who would join in, but this was the Holy Temple, and it was the day of the God Offering. Everyone was silent, and they looked at each other, but no one dared to follow.
That person did not care, but the people beside him, who were probably his clansmen, were so anxious that their faces turned pale.
"Sigh, it's just that in my residence, I only want women, not men. Moreover, your dance is really ugly. When you return with me, I will find the best dancers to dance for you. I guarantee that they will be much better than this lousy dance!"
The Holy Sorcerer Tribe could ignore what he said before, after all, no one would argue with an idiot.
But what he said next was an insult to their God!
Finally, someone couldn't help but jump out and ask, "What nonsense! Do you know that this is the most honorable dance? For people like you, it is a rare blessing to be able to watch it, yet you dare to be so disrespectful? Are you not afraid that the gods will punish you?"
That was why they said that there were weirdos everywhere.
Originally, those who could come here were definitely the more valued descendants of the various families.
Even if they were pampered and respected in their families, before they left, the elders in their families still reminded them to be careful in the Holy Temple, and not to anger the Temple Master or blaspheme the Gods.
As the head of a family, especially a force like the Ten Great Aristocratic Families, there were some things that they didn't fully understand, but they had long had a premonition.
That was why they told their descendants to be careful and cautious when they needed to be.
However, there were some people who relied on their good family background or the fact that they were the only descendant of their family and did not take the advice of their elders to heart.
It would be fine if they were at home, but once they were out of the house, they were the most worrisome people.
The person in front of him looked to be about 25 or 26 years old. He had a round face and a flat nose. From his appearance, he looked a bit wretched.
However, he was born into a wealthy family and was the only legitimate son of his generation. All the hopes of his family were pinned on him, so he naturally developed an arrogant personality.
In the past, this person didn't go out easily. It was probably because his family knew that he would cause trouble if he went out, and they were afraid that he didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. If he really did cause trouble, the family wouldn't be able to handle it.
But this time, he came to the Holy Temple on his own accord and secretly followed them.
The one who came with him was his uncle.
His uncle almost choked when he saw the boy.
He didn't faint.
However, due to the child's request, the uncle could not harden his heart and drive him back, which led to the disaster that followed.
Now that he heard his arrogant words, his uncle almost fainted again.
Let him die, God!
The uncle wailed in his heart.
The young master raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully, "What gods and ghosts? I don't believe in any of them! If there really is one, then call him out and let this young master have a good look! "
"Hiss —"
The surrounding people all took a deep breath. This was really a case of an old man learning to hang himself. He was tired of living.
When he said that, not to mention his uncle, even the onlookers felt their hair stand on end.
This living ancestor was simply courting death!
The people around him silently took a few steps away from him, afraid that lightning would strike and drag them all in.
"You, how dare you blaspheme the gods! The gods will not let you off!"
The people of the Holy Sorcerer Tribe were about to go crazy.
However, this young master still felt that he was not enraged enough. He stretched out his thick index finger and hooked it at the people of the Holy Sorcerer Tribe.
"That silly big guy, I'm talking to you. You, come here. I see that you look good and have a strong body. How about you be my punching bag from now on? It will hurt a little, but I'll give you a lot. How about one tael of silver per punch? "
The people of the Holy Sorcerer Tribe were about to go crazy with anger.
Not only did he blaspheme the gods, but he also teased them like beggars. This was intolerable!
At this moment, Lin Mengya also stood out from the crowd.
This guy was going to die today!
First, he insulted the results of her two-hour dance. Second, he actually dared to ask her man to be his punching bag.
Haha, she did not know if there was a God's Punishment, but she wanted to get rid of this evil for the people today.
"How should I address you?"
His voice was slightly hoarse, but it sounded quite polite.
The rich young master raised his head and looked at people with his nostrils in a ridiculous manner.
"My surname is Du, you can call me Young Master Du."
"Oh, Young Master Du, can you repeat what you just said?"
Her words seem to be calm, but this uncle of Young Master Du's heart is in his throat.
He immediately covered the naughty child's mouth and apologized profusely, "The child is still young and does not understand anything. Holy Sorcerer, please have mercy. No matter how the Holy Sorcerer wants to compensate, I will bear it. Holy Sorcerer, please be magnanimous and don't be calculative with a child. "
Child? Didn't this guy look even older than her?
"Aiyaya, what a pity. I'm younger than him by a few years, so I can't be magnanimous. I'm a pure and innocent person."
What she meant was that she was not willing to let it go.
Uncle Du's expression was ugly, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his cheeks one after another.
If he had known that this would be the outcome, he would not have brought the naughty child up the mountain.
"Then, then what should we do?"
"It's easy. As long as he kneels down and kowtows to me, and says that he was wrong three times, I can forgive him."
But the Holy Sorcerer at the side shouted, "We can't let it go like this. He has blasphemed our God!"
Sister Mengya waved her hand, "He has offended God, so he should apologize to God himself. What does this have to do with us?"
Uncle Du's face was pale. What did this mean? Was she going to let the only son of his family meet God?
No way, he had to save the child's life no matter what!
But just as he was about to speak, Lin Mengya said casually, "You've been here for so long, you should have heard about what happened a few days ago. Someone like him offended our Holy Sorcerer Tribe without thinking, and in the end … "
She deliberately left the consequences unfinished.
A few days ago, the head of the guards, who looked abnormal, was a fierce general who could be beheaded in public.
Sure enough, after hearing her words, Uncle Du was stunned.
He trembled all over and covered his nephew's mouth, wishing that he could sew his nephew's mouth shut.
If, if they really met that devil, not to mention his nephew, even his life would be in danger.
Between kowtowing to apologize or beheading himself, he had almost no choice.
"Nephew, hurry up and apologize to Lord Holy Sorcerer. I'll accompany you to the temple later to apologize to God."
Under such circumstances, naughty children would definitely have rebellious thoughts.
Anyway, naughty children would think that adults were just scaring them, and that everything would go according to their will.
Facing this "child" who was only 25 or 26 years old, Lin Mengya could not help but want to give him a good beating.
Any brat was a brat. No matter how old he was, as long as he was spoiled by his family to the point of being out of control, he was destined to poke a hole in the sky.
Relying on his strong body, he broke free from his uncle's hand, and then said to Lin Mengya, "Don't put on airs in front of me. Come on, didn't you say that someone would punish me? Then I'd like to see how God will punish me! "
Hearing this, Lin Mengya only smiled slightly.
And in the next moment, after the naughty child's gaze became a little dull, he shook his head, and his gaze gradually became lax.
"Tell me, are you wrong or not?"
The naughty child still shook his head.
Indeed, in his heart, everything that did not go his way was wrong, and only what he thought was right was right.
"I think you need to wake up and think that you're wrong."
As soon as she finished speaking, he gave himself a few hard slaps.
This was an experiment that Lin Mengya had done after seeing the Trapping Spell and the so-called Pupil Technique of the Holy Sorcerer Tribe.
It could allow a person to maintain a state of absolute clarity, which meant that he could feel everything outside, but he could not control his own actions.
Therefore, even though that person felt that he was not wrong, he had to follow her instructions.
This was definitely a terrible feeling.
After a dozen slaps, even the most delicate face would turn into a pig's head. Moreover, he was born with a poor physique, and now he looked even uglier.
Lin Mengya felt that this was an eyesore, so she asked him to stop temporarily.
"Now tell me, do you think you're wrong?"
He still shook his head. Ha, he was quite stubborn.
"Alright, then this time, you can use a different method."
She pointed at the knife on the person next to her.
"Now take that. If you think you're not wrong, then cut yourself with the knife. You can stop when you think you're wrong."
Have you ever heard of a woman's heart being the most vicious?
Now Lin Mengya was really having fun.
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