"We're both polluted. Viona asked me to come to you. She told me that you have the ability to help me eliminate the pollution."
Gan Honghua looked at Fang Heng.
"Forgive me for being presumptuous, but do you have any token to prove what you said?"
Fang Heng shook his head.
"We didn't have time to meet the Saintess in person, but she said you should understand after seeing this."
Fang Heng stretched out his hand.
"Buzz..."
The dark golden Book of Oaths levitated in mid-air.
In the distance, a group of believers saw the Book of Oaths that Fang Heng had taken out, and they all revealed yearning expressions.
No one knew who took the lead, but the believers half-knelt on the ground and prayed silently.
After Gan Honghua confirmed the Book of Oaths, his expression changed, and he asked softly, "I get it. Did something happen?"