The river breeze howled, and suddenly there was silence on the deck. Liang Qu hesitated, puzzled, why is there no sound? Could it be that I've flattered the wrong way?
It shouldn't be.
Last time, when discussing the Divine Power Order, he mentioned erecting a sculpture, and it was well-received, wasn't it?
"Your Majesty?"
"Ahem." The Holy Emperor coughed, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say or how to start. Finally, he took a deep breath, "This sculpture... how did you, Liang, make it? Why are the eyes..."
Everyone looked up, noticing the same thing.
The sculpture's gaze was very vivid, almost lifelike.
It seemed to follow them as the boat moved forward.
"Ha." Liang Qu perked up, "Your Majesty, please look closely. The eyes are actually a hollowed-out cross!"
The Holy Emperor squinted, and indeed saw that within the dark, lively pupils was a protruding cross-shaped rock.
