"Greetings, High Priest!"
Upon entering the temple, Tushan Ming immediately kneeled respectfully.
Although he was the most respected elder of the Qingshan tribe, Tushan Cangyue was the High Priest of the temple, the representative of the God of Great Green Mountain in the human world. Her identity and status surpassed all the people of the Tushan family.
Therefore, even though he was an elder, he had to be respectful in front of Tushan Cangyue.
Besides, with Tushan Cangyue's current indifferent dignity and bearing, Tushan Ming felt fear and awe. She was no longer that weak woman from back then, but instead, the High Priest who followed God's divine might and will in the human world.
Thinking of this, although Tushan Ming was filled with respect and fear, he also felt immensely pleased and proud.
"Why did the elder come to the temple?"
Whoosh!
Tushan Cangyue pointed, and an exquisite hassock fell down.