Among all the tables, only one held genuine guests.

Of course, no matter how disciplined these cult followers were, not everyone could completely ignore their instincts. Their earthly embodiment of the blazing sun, the Heavenly Lord, was right there, their long-awaited, cherished deity in the flesh. How could they not sneak glances?

So, while all of them constantly and subtly glanced in her direction, Cheong herself found nothing unusual about it. She was entirely used to people staring at her; after all, with a face like hers, wasn’t it natural?

The sight of her in person didn’t disappoint the followers …