Whether it was temples, totem pillars, or artificial rock walls, all of them were covered with reliefs, and these reliefs depicted erotic palace scenes—images of men and women of the Rakshasa Tribe making love, each with their own poses and all kinds of difficult movements.
Strangely enough, these lovemaking pictures didn't make Ding Fan, Ye Li and the others feel that they were unbearable to look at; on the contrary, they were quite appreciative, as if they thought these pictures looked more like works of art.
"Vulgar, filthy, terrifying!"
All the way along, Ding Fan kept walking and muttering under his breath, but his eyes were fixed on those pictures, not letting a single totem slip by.
Ye Li followed along, constantly rolling his eyes, and the few elders of the Ye Family all agreed, saying, "This Rakshasa Tribe really is so vulgar and filthy, utterly debauched."
"Shameless to the extreme, these Rakshasa Tribe people are all scum!"
