Across all planes, excluding the common people before the Ming dynasty, everyone else in every other plane—one and all—rushed outside Yonghe Temple and knelt down to kowtow without a second thought. They completely ignored the harsh and painful price tags pointed out by modern netizens, focusing solely on the news that Yonghe Temple was astonishingly efficacious.
In the planes of Huo Yuanjia, Chen Zhen, Wong Fei-hung, Love Apartment, and Raging Fire, the most lucrative business lately belonged to those selling incense and candles.
In the Wong Fei-hung plane, worshippers streaming in and out of Yonghe Temple were even more numerous. Even Thirteenth Aunt wanted to join in on the excitement, and what more could Wong Fei-hung do? He just doted on her, of course.
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