"Wait a moment, what did you call Feng Yu just now?" Cheng Xiaoxiao was momentarily at a loss for words.
"Feng Yuxin."
"Feng Yuxin."
The voice of the system and Feng Yuxin himself spoke simultaneously, one echoing in the air, the other in his mind.
Feng Yuxin felt despondent; he had been here almost a year, and the City Lord still hadn't remembered his name. How could he showcase his ambitions and make his family's life better?
His brother had suggested that he introduce himself, but he had not taken any action yet.
"A real man knows what to do and what not to do."
His inherent pride made him unable to lower his head to flatter a woman, even though he internally recognized her excellence. Yet, he couldn't bring himself to speak, and even during several feigned encounters, he just stood among the crowd, lacking the courage to step forward.
"Yes, yes, Feng Yuxin. I've heard you graduated as a scholar."
