At the very same moment Chen Chuan entered the arena to watch the match, on Qingding Mountain, southwest of Central City, a young man with rather long arms and a headband was pouring a bucket of water he'd drawn from a well into a stone basin in front of the Mo Temple.
His name was Du Geng. On the betting platforms, he was considered the one Wei Wusheng would save for last.
Ever since his visit to the Rhino Cruise Ship, he had remained here, never venturing elsewhere, as if the turmoil of the outside world had nothing to do with him.
After filling the stone basin, he walked into the temple and bowed respectfully to the idol above.
The Mo God was one of the Divine Beings from a foreign land, long since localized. But this was no mainstream sect; its influence had long since waned. Abroad, it might still exist in some remote corners, but in most places, it was completely unheard of.
