"Who? Who kicked me!"
Kneeling on a prayer mat in the Fox Immortal Temple, Chen Xinyu was sincerely making a wish when suddenly a sensation of being bumped hit her rear, throwing her to the ground. She turned her head in anger.
Just.
When Chen Xinyu saw clearly who had the audacity to kick her, she was stunned, her face filled with shock as she lifted her hand: "Fox.....a fox!?"
"Ying!"
Ansheng, with a calm face, squatted on the ground, looked at Chen Xinyu, "ying"-ed, and glanced at the Fox Immortal statue.
"State your business directly when making a wish!"
"As for saying things like legal, transparent, compliant, those don't work praying to Master Fuli. Master Fuli is in charge of heavenly matters; you can think of it as a ride-hailing substitute...."
