Feeling this aura of murderous solemnity, the members of the Giant Race didn't even think; they dropped to their knees on the spot.
On the surface of Yer Star, clouds of dust were kicked up immediately.
"Lord Priest, we know we were wrong. We shouldn't have spoken out of turn, shouldn't have told you how to do things. Lord Priest, you have your own judgment, you can clearly distinguish right from wrong. We underlings should not have interfered with your decisions. Please, Lord Priest, do not blame us—we know our mistake!"
On this Yer Star, the Giant Race truly lived up to their name as All Gods' most loyal lapdogs. This terrifying face-changing speed was downright unmatched.
But waking someone who's pretending to sleep is easier said than done.
If Lin Yi really wanted to deal with the Elephant Man tribe, why would he say so much? He could've just done it directly.
