The fanatic disappeared as fast as I'd seen any magical beast go down Chen Huan's gullet. I just stood there, hyperventilating with rage, though slowly reducing my spiritual pressure, before I heard a throat clearing behind me. "I think," said the elder of the Hidden Snake Village, "that we had better alter the plans for you to visit a bit. The entire village witnessed the whole thing, and even Spiritual Beasts, let alone Sacred Beasts, are renowned for objectivity in such times.
Others of the Dimension Governors are certain to come looking for you—they will know their acolyte has died. But if you take asylum with us, I believe the Hidden Snake Village can prevent any, shall we say, knee-jerk reactions from harming you until we can clear this up with a cooler head among the Dimension Governors in the Mortal Heaven.