Upon hearing this, Luo Pianhong and Wu Xiulin ceased their previous confrontational stance.

Li Xuanxiu first bowed respectfully to Wu Xiulin, and then said to Luo Pianhong, "Your Majesty, I know that the matter of Tianque Pass has greatly disappointed you."

But why didn't Your Majesty see the spirit of my followers who are willing to die for their beliefs and fight the enemy without regard for anything else?

Although we suffered a rather ugly defeat in this battle, and I understand the ridicule of the God-Worshipping Cult by the world, we, the followers of the God-Worshipping Cult, truly gave it our all.

Your Majesty, aren't you moved by this spirit?

Besides, over the years my God Worshipping Cult has been preaching in various parts of the Daoist region, saving countless people from suffering. Such merits should be enough to offset this sin, right?

"I beg Your Majesty's mercy to release my followers. If punishment is truly necessary, then punish this humble Taoist alone. Infinite Heavenly Venerable."

Luo Pianhong's face was as cold as a sheet of paper. Li Xuanxiu did not mention a single word about the fall of Tianque Pass, which was the root cause of the dereliction of duty by the God Worshiping Sect.

They are only concerned with making excuses for their incompetence, which has truly taken shamelessness to a whole new level.

Just as she was about to make a sarcastic remark, Linghu Mo's voice suddenly rang out from outside the hall: "Your Majesty, the Demon Realm's special envoy has arrived!"

"Announce!"

Luo Pianhong immediately composed herself and turned her gaze outside the hall.

Jiang Haitian, carrying a magic bead in his hand, wearing a leather jacket and a cloak, with sunglasses on his face, walked into the main hall of Tiansheng Palace with a somber expression.

Li Xuanxiu frowned, immediately turned around to look at him, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you from the Demon Realm?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Haitian stopped and turned his head to push down his sunglasses slightly to glance at Li Xuanxiu.

"You wouldn't happen to be that... that thing again..."

Jiang Haitian made a gesture as if he was trying hard to recall.

Then, with a flick of his finger, he smiled and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Right, is that Li Xuanxiu, the one who shouted that he had the advantage of 1.5 million against 50,000, and then was burned to the ground overnight, abandoning his wife and daughter, barely escaping with his life?"

Upon hearing this, Li Xuanxiu's cheeks twitched slightly.

"It is indeed I, this humble Taoist priest. Who are you?"

Upon hearing this, the courtiers present couldn't help but murmur and laugh.

Luo Pianhong narrowed his eyes, becoming interested in Song Yanran's lover.

Jiang Haitian gave him a look of sudden realization, then leaned over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Jiang Haitian."

It's such an honor to meet you. Oh, and there's something else I need to tell you.

Before I came, my subordinate Cao Chun said that if I saw you, I should definitely pass on a message to you.

"What did you say?"

Jiang Haitian grinned: "He told me to tell you that your two daughters are fucking gorgeous!"

As she spoke, she gave him a thumbs up.

"you……"

Li Xuanxiu trembled with fear.

Instantly, the entire hall erupted in loud laughter.

Even Luo Pianhong, looking at Li Xuanxiu's face, which had turned a deep purplish-red from holding back laughter, was trying her best not to burst out laughing.

She's really going to live in Bengbu soon.