Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Zhou Xian was a strange person. He totally ignored Mo Fan, who looked to be in his twenties and slowly turned around to salute the sacred statue at the front of the Prayer Hall.
The statue was a deep red. Even though it was a rock sculpture, a long red robe was covering its entire figure, making it hard for anyone to see its face or learn its gender.
"I will get rid of this intruder fairly quickly, just three minutes.. oh, in just one minute, please continue to listen to my prayer," Zhou Xian said to the statue respectfully.
After finishing the strange action, he finally turned around. His humble, cautious appearance immediately vanished, as if he had transformed from a court eunuch to a noble emperor. His expressionless eyes were looking down on Mo Fan disdainfully.