The two girls welcomed Ning Fan through the main gate. Once inside, he saw two neat rows of dozens of old and young people kneeling, saying things like 'Thank you for saving our Chulie Holy Maiden' and 'Great kindness cannot be repaid.'
These people were also wearing shackles.
Ning Fan's expression was calm, but he felt somewhat awkward inside. He was not truly the benefactor of the Chulie sect. On the contrary, he still bore the blood debt of the Chulie disciple Pi Xiong and had captured the Chulie Holy Maiden as a soul-locked slave, hardly deserving such grand ceremonies.
With a wave of his sleeve, he caused a gust of wind that helped everyone up, saying, "I don't like others kneeling to me. Please refrain from doing so in the future."
"Understood, understood," all the old and young people nodded in agreement.
