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At dusk, the sunset glow spread across the sky over Yehuai City.

"All things and all living beings shall enter the White Bone Divine Kingdom."

"All things and all living beings shall enter the White Bone Divine Kingdom."

Amid the solemn prayers, the White Bone Sect's followers dismantled the porridge stall and loaded the empty wooden barrels onto a flatbed cart, preparing to end the day's preaching.

Around the cart, many men in tattered clothes and with fervent eyes stepped forward to help.

With food to lend a hand, the White Bone Sect's preaching had gone quite smoothly. Most of the poor people near the southern part of the city had begun to believe in the White Bone Bodhisattva.

A quarter of an hour later, everything had been loaded onto the cart.

"Deacon Liu, everything's ready."

An old man in a gray cap and hemp clothes came over and bowed to a middle-aged man standing beside the left side of the cart.

"Oh? That was quick."

The middle-aged man turned around in surprise at the call. He glanced at the cart, now fully packed, then looked away, took out a few copper coins from his pocket, and pressed them into the old man's hand with a cheerful smile.

"I can't let everyone help for nothing. I'll treat everyone to some tea in a bit."

The old man flushed and moved his lips.

"Deacon Liu, we can't take your money.

"We volunteered to help."

"I know, I know."

The middle-aged man's smile didn't waver.

"I'm volunteering to treat everyone to tea, too. No one's forcing me to do it."

He patted the old man's arm and urged him earnestly.

"Take it, take it."

Seeing how sincere the man was, the old man hesitated, then slowly accepted the coins.

"Thank you, Deacon