The sky was just starting to get light.
Qin Liuxi and Feng Xiu stood in midair, watching a group of scholars sitting cross-legged in front of the palace gate, along with the people behind them, fervently shouting about the Demon Path endangering the country and calling for its eradication to bring clarity and peace to the nation.
"Have they grown foolish from reading? Demonstrating in such cold weather?" Feng Xiu chuckled angrily and said, "With this kind of energy and spirit, they should be at the Holy Altar helping with disaster relief. Do they think that by just blowing hot air they can bring peace to the world? These stupid scholars, their studies have gone to the dogs."
Qin Liuxi said, "Whenever there's a natural disaster or man-made calamity, people just need a scapegoat like the State Preceptor. Add in some instigation, and they pin all the blame on him, just to ease their own minds."
