"Indeed. Coach is the rarest talent I've ever seen." Feng Qiuyan nodded in agreement as he looked at Zhou Wen with admiration.
Although Zhou Wen was a little thick-skinned, he couldn't stand it any longer. They just didn't know how hard he worked all day, playing games with everything he had. He bled and sweat in the true sense of the word; his efforts were no less than any other.
It was a pity that others only thought of him as gaming. It wasn't something he could explain either.
All he could do was pretend not to have heard them. When he turned around and walked to the incense burner, he lit the three incense sticks. Holding them in his hand, he bent down and prepared to bow like Li Xuan.
However, just as Zhou Wen bent down slightly, there was a loud thud. The wooden plaque on the offering table shook a little and fell to the ground.
Zhou Wen was taken aback as Li Xuan, Feng Qiuyan and company wore looks of astonishment, unsure what was going on.
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