Chen Ping was somewhat speechless. Seeing that Hua Lian'er already held four or five lanterns, unable to carry them all, he shook his head, still unwilling to dampen her spirits.
“It’s just guessing lantern riddles, right? I’m good at that…”
Back in his underground boxing days, besides training, he had countless other things to do and read quite a few miscellaneous books, including a complete collection of lantern riddles.”
Chen Ping’s memory was naturally excellent; even from the miscellaneous books he read, he could remember most of them.
Besides, the lantern riddles on the outskirts of the street weren’t particularly tricky, and the shopkeepers wouldn’t be stingy with a few lanterns…
Guessing these kinds of riddles wasn’t difficult for him. He could guess seven or eight out of ten.
