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Noon.

The scorching sun shone down, making the floor-to-ceiling windows gleam with clarity.

Miao Ruixiang ordered burgers, pasta, barbecue, curry crab, and mango rice from the hotel, offering them in front of the Jigong Bodhisattva statue, lit three incense sticks, stuffed a burger for himself, and then video-called his master.

Wu Jun answered the call instantly: "Ruixiang."

"Master, were you waiting by the phone?" Miao Ruixiang chuckled.

"Timing it right, why didn't you call a few minutes earlier? Are the offerings set?" Wu Jun's video background was deeply black, creating quite the atmosphere.

Miao Ruixiang replied, "All set. Look."

Miao Ruixiang showed the offerings he prepared, and continued, "This is what the hotels here in Dama offer, no whole roast chickens or ducks..."