Upon finishing the riddle, the elegant elder burst into laughter. Looking at him now, Zhou Chuan could no longer call him elegant; "mad old man" was a much more fitting description.
"Never would've guessed, huh? Never would've guessed! I won this round!" smugness was written all over his face.
Zhou Chuan let out a soft sigh, shook his head, and said, "Sigh, I thought it was going to be some difficult riddle, but it's just this."
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