"Daoist Ning, come over here for a moment."
Seeing Ding Yizhen waving from not far away, Ning An had a pretty good idea of what was going on.
No matter the reason, this matter had set the tone.
As expected, as soon as he walked over.
"Daoist Ning, we're not asking for his wish to be granted successfully, we just hope he'll find comfort in body and mind."
"No matter how he offers incense, asks questions, or divines, you must remember to say only pleasant things, or else..."
Ding Yizhen gave Ning An a complicated look.
Honestly, if not for a series of influencing factors, he would have prepared a Daoist himself.
As for the elegant and profound phrases, that Daoist had to memorize them for almost half a month...
"Director Ding, what are you saying?"
"What do you mean by the wish not successfully granted? Are you underestimating our Changchun Temple!"
"As long as the elder wishes for longevity, our temple's founding master can help him. Extending life is not a problem!"
