"Spirit... Spirit manifestation! Master!"
Naked, with only a towel wrapped around his waist, Master Lai Foo stepped out, with snowy white triangular fox ears perched atop his head, and he looked in Lin Ying's direction with a smug expression.
It was as if he was savoring the joy of a successfully pulled prank.
The makeup artists in the dressing room initially froze, and then their faces erupted into a series of exaggerated expressions.
One of them even fell straight to the ground, eyes rolled back, peacefully slipping into slumber.
"Praying to gods during work hours, that's a 500 deduction..." Lin Ying glanced at the makeup artists and said indifferently.
"Oh..."
With Lin Ying's calm statement, the makeup artists regained their composure, albeit with focused attention on Master Lai Foo, their eyes revealing varied and complex thoughts...
Ancestral worship and divine blessing culture, rooted in history and reality, are deeply ingrained in every person in the Xia Dong Region.
