There were some common folk who treated Sikou Yao as an Immortal, and they knelt down immediately, kowtowing to her repeatedly.
In a very devout tone, they said words of infinite gratitude, "Thank you, Fairy, for your blessings; thank you, Fairy, for your blessings; may the Fairy enjoy endless longevity..."
Looking down from the sky, Sikou Yao saw the common people small like ants, but their sincerity was enough to touch the heavens.
Seeing their devotion, their trust, and their adoration for her, Sikou Yao felt herself emotionally moved by them, her heart surging.
She felt her nose turn sour, and her eyes gradually heating up, moved to the brink of tears...
Sikou Yao steadied her emotions, activated her Spiritual Power, and broadcast her voice in all directions, "Thank you, everyone! Everyone, please rise! After I return, I will have Officer Feijing display the corpse of the Pangolin King in the square for everyone to see. When you have time, you can go have a look."