"Brother Yan, you must put in some strong effort today!"
Manager Wan, donning a brand-new robe, looking impressive yet at this moment, he was sweating profusely on his forehead, appearing somewhat nervous.
Li Yan looked around, then failed to suppress a laugh, "Senior Wan, with this setup, you have nothing to worry about, just watch."
He was indeed not wrong.
One large and two small Divine Towers, decorated exquisitely, now looked more refined and grander than initially with vermilion columns and glazed roof tiles, even the flying eaves and arches meticulously depicted patterns of peaches and blessings.
Lanterns hung, ribbons danced in the air.
It looked no different from a real Divine Temple.
The men carrying the Divine Towers, led by Guo Luquan, were all tall and sturdy, wearing only red vests and headbands even in the cold, their muscular forms exuding a masculine aura.
The drumming band that followed had also put in much effort.
