"Hey, didn't Little Daoist say earlier that this deity was never worshipped before? Han Xiuxian is like an unregistered citizen—a mere mortal and an unregistered one at that—forcing him to bow and return a favor, tsk tsk tsk."
"Makes sense! If it were me, I'd grant your wish right away, but when my turn comes to demand payment, just wait for your demise!"
"Grab your popcorn and watch the drama unfold."
The Han Group members looked at these comments and turned pale.
"You damned Dragon Country people, don't spread rumors and certainly don't curse us!"
"Damn it! We're in a scientific world now; there's no metaphysics, it's all fake!"
"Exactly, this is definitely a scripted act with that traitor Han Xiuxian and your collaboration, don't make us lose our composure!"
...
Looking at the live stream, Ning An smiled inwardly.
Let it go!
Share fortune together, endure hardship together, none of you can escape.
"Incense has been offered, you may leave."
