He was most worried about something that had finally shown some signs.
In this world, it seems that in ten out of ten chances, it's going to be far from peaceful in the future.
Shen Qing held a porcelain pot, pressed the lid, and poured a cup of tea for Huang Furo, also pouring himself one.
He set the teapot down, picked up his teacup, and said, "You just mentioned that ancient cultivators were discovered being devoured by demons in Jinzhou. Now I'm seeing demons everywhere across Great Zhou. Are these demons related to the Ancient Period? Why is the temple so indifferent about it?"
"Currently, there are records of demons from the Ancient Times, and nine out of ten chances, they are indeed related. As for the temple's indifference to the demons, it's somewhat complicated." A faint, almost imperceptible weariness showed in Huang Furo's expression.
"What do you mean?" Shen Qing pressed on.