Su Aoxue walked up to the stage. Under the gaze of countless eyes, she used an exquisite letter opener to carefully slice open the sealing wax, and drew out a folded card from inside.
She took a deep breath, and her crisp voice carried clearly through the microphone to every corner of the room.
"Question one: What is my favorite flower? Standard answer: Nine Heavens Thunder-Strike Flower."
Chapter 19