The moment Xu Fan heard these words from behind the two, his eyes flickered imperceptibly.
He patted Jin Yunzhi's shoulder and leaned close to his ear, speaking softly, "Follow me when we pray later, and be a bit more earnest, okay?"
"Is it really that effective?" Jin Yunzhi asked, seeing his serious demeanor, instinctively straightening his own face.
"Very effective."
"Alright, got it."
"Good." Xu Fan gently ruffled his hair, his expression tinged with an indecipherable mix of joy and anticipation.
The Guanyin Hall was crowded with worshippers, and the striking looks of the four immediately attracted the attention of these devotees.
Fortunately, most of them were accompanied by their partners, and for the minority who were alone, the presence of the Bodhisattva seemed to keep them from approaching and disturbing the group.
This did grant them some tranquility, though the incessant glances from all directions were somewhat vexing.
