"Ah, I don't deserve such praise," Wang Hao's old face reddened, and he chuckled. Then he patted Fang Xiaoxue's head and said, "Xiaoxue, where were you before that you can still remember all this?"
"I can only remember vaguely," Fang Xiaoxue thought carefully, then said, "I remember walking along this river, then encountering a lake, such a beautiful lake, but after I arrived at the lake, I... I can't remember clearly anymore."
Hearing this, Wang Hao immediately stroked his chin.
This child had followed this river; upstream must be the lake from which the river flows.
Wang Hao looked around. The river flowed from north to south, so going upstream meant heading north. From a Feng Shui perspective, it was an excellent terrain facing north and surrounded by mountains. Although Fang Xiaoxue had not studied Feng Shui, her intuition was extraordinary!
"Brother Hao, what's wrong?" Seeing Wang Hao lost in thought, Fang Wenbin asked quietly, "When do we depart?"
