Xiong Gang and Yang Yilian felt immensely comforted.
They really didn't misjudge her!
Xia Weibao can spark a resurgence of Huaxia's traditional culture!
Everyone was full of passion and excitement.
And the one causing all this, Xia Weibao, was backstage at the moment, very busy looking for her spicy sticks.
It's strange, she had clearly hidden the leftover stick inside the vase, so why couldn't she find it?
Holding the vase with both hands, she squinted and looked inside.
I look, I look, I look again, and still nothing.
Her Majesty the Empress, "..."
So desperate, she had hidden it so well, and yet someone still stole it.
"Miss Xia, what are you doing?"
A voice speaking imperfect Chinese came from behind. Xia Weibao turned her head and saw a woman with blond hair and blue eyes, in great shape.
She immediately beamed with joy, putting the matter of the spicy sticks behind her.
"I'm looking for something."
"What are you looking for? Need help?"
