Ning An beamed as he led the way:
"Little layman, please follow me."
Seeing Wang Xiaopang still hesitating, his mother in a red dress, with the force of Daiyu plucking a willow, hefted her struggling son onto her shoulder and followed along.
Ning An led the mother and son to the incense burner outside the Prayer Hall.
"Layman, light incense here, then go into the hall to make a wish."
After briefly explaining the incense lighting precautions, Ning An casually pulled out three incense sticks and handed them over.
Wang Xiaopang reluctantly took the incense, looked up hesitantly, and said:
"Daoist brother, can I get an incense that doesn't work?"
"Everyone online says your incense is very effective..."
Hearing Wang Xiaopang's words, the livestream viewers were the first to laugh.
"Oh wow, first time seeing effective incense being disliked, hilarious."
"Hahaha, just imagining him finishing the incense, and then his summer homework flying back by itself makes me laugh."
