"The river of the vast pool, why call it a stream?"

Cangyue Xinyin, having calmed her breath, straightened her slender waist. Her faint smile, paired with the lingering blush on her cheeks, had a unique charm.

She looked at Xu Qingzhou and proactively said, "Mister, how about I, a local from Jiangnan, answer this?"

Xu Qingzhou naturally nodded, his sleeve fluttering. "Please, Your Highness."