Zhou Xiuyun opened her arms and embraced all the young men warmly.
If one ignored the content of her words and only looked at her kind expression and the milky white 'holy light' behind her back, it really seemed as if she was giving the teenagers a great 'blessing'.
However, the 'gospel' made all the teenagers shudder in anger.
"It's—it's—it's hilarious!"
Chu Zhiyun finally couldn't hold it back any longer. He was so angry that two streams of tears were rolling down his face. He shouted, "What kind of 'gift' is this? Even the demon kings in the deepest level of hell would not be so sordid and evil! And you are calling us 'heretics'? No. We just want to know the true face of the Great Master and hear the truth of the gods in person. We didn't expect that your true face would be like this!