Wang Dachui nodded weakly and kneeled on the prayer mat.
Just as he was about to close his eyes and silently recite his wish.
Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at Ning An, speaking in a tactful tone:
"Ancestral Master, does he excel at Huang Qi's Skill?"
Had it been anyone else asking Ning An the same question repeatedly, Ning An would have already rolled his eyes.
But facing Wang Dachui, Ning An couldn't bring himself to be annoyed and once again replied sympathetically:
"Don't worry, as long as the layman is sincere, the Ancestral Master will surely grant your wish after hearing it."
Hearing this, Wang Dachui finally felt a bit relieved.
Turning his head back, Wang Dachui silently recited his wish while vigorously kowtowing to the Ancestral Master Statue, emphasizing his devotion.
"Ancestral Master above, your believer Wang Dachui is willing to pay any price, as long as the Ancestral Master resolves my physical ailment and restores my manly vigor!"
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