"What's that guy doing? Is he an idiot?"
Despite the immense time pressure, a few people still noticed Yang An's actions and grew curious.
"He's probably given up on passing and is just fooling around. Ignore him. We need to hurry. Any slower and we won't make it."
At this point, even those who noticed Yang An weren't willing to waste time on him.
Yang An knew this full well, which was precisely why he dared to act this way.
Time ticked by. The duration of a single incense stick was already short, but now, it felt even shorter to everyone. It wasn't nearly enough time.
Yang An had already passed by hundreds of Golden Buddha Statues, but every one he touched had been a fake.
He changed direction once more to continue his search. This time, he hadn't gone far before he suddenly stopped.
