Accompanied by Qin Tangyue's recitation, everyone present stared at Sang Yan with disbelief.
Including He Ying.
He looked into Sang Yan's eyes, as if they sparkled with starlight: "My Ah Yan is truly incredible!"
Eventually, the stall owner was the first to burst out laughing, bowing courteously to Sang Yan, "I had no idea the lady was so extraordinarily gifted."
He had been vending here for a long time and had never seen anyone able to devise such a challenging riddle.
"Too kind."
Sang Yan chuckled awkwardly, feeling somewhat guilty: How could it not be extraordinarily gifted? It was a famous poem, after all!
"I dare to ask, lady, which words in the poem form the riddle? Could you dispel this old man's doubts?"
The stall owner, brimming with curiosity, was extremely eager to know.
Qin Tangyue, upon hearing the stall owner's voice, also stealthily glanced towards Sang Yan.
