Entering the Wanfo Temple, it was indeed as crowded as Old Qin described—people were everywhere.
Most of the countrymen have this mentality: whenever they see temples or Taoist temples, whether they believe or not, they worship first—the more the merrier!
If things go well, it was their own effort; if not, it was God's lack of blessing. Either way, they always justify standing on their own side.
"Mr. Song, there are a lot of people here. Do you need us to clear a path for you?"
Huang Baoding came over and asked softly.
"No issue, today's main goal is to relax. Since it's impossible to enter the main hall to offer incense, doing it outside will be just the same."
Song Yun said with a smile.
Huang Baoding nodded and left. Song Yun guarded Ye Qingqing as they went to the incense burner outside the hall, lit the incense given by Old Qin, made a wish, and inserted it.
"Ding! Detecting host is at Magic Capital's Wanfo Temple, would you like to sign in?"
