Golden Sea Prefecture, Divine Hall.
From far at the entrance, a long queue had formed.
Many faces bore expressions of piety and humble attitudes. Despite the crowd, there was no loud chatter, and the queue was orderly.
Mu Qingge, accompanied by Xie Ya and Bai Xi, was taken aback upon arriving.
"This Divine Hall sounds like some kind of religion, could it really be one?" Bai Xi remarked in astonishment.
Xie Ya looked at Mu Qingge and softly inquired, "Young Master."
Mu Qingge glanced at her and gave a barely noticeable nod.
With Mu Qingge's permission, Xie Ya quietly left. Meanwhile, Mu Qingge and Bai Xi stood waiting. Looking at the long queue, they weren't in a hurry to enter the Divine Hall.
On the way from their residence, the prosperity and scale of Golden Sea Prefecture were evident everywhere.
