"Thank you, True Men, for saving Lanzhou from its tribulation!"
"True Man Zhang's skill reaches the heavens!"
When everyone returned to Tong City from the mountain, the entire Prefecture City was in an uproar, offerings were displayed, fine wine was served, incense was burned, and people knelt and prayed, creating a lively atmosphere.
There were prefecture officials and government officials bowing with hands clasped, scholars presenting freshly written eulogies, and wealthy men arranging a parasol for the people, while aged citizens with tear-streaked faces knelt all over the ground.
Although the National Guardian True Man could fly away, at this moment it was evidently inappropriate. Zhang Kui turned to look at the Imperial Uncle Li Xuanji, only to find everyone smiling and nodding at him.
Zhang Kui was also not inclined to refuse; he turned and clasped his hands, his bold voice instantly calming the entire clamor.
"Fellow citizens, please hear me."
