After Wu Ling finished speaking, her gaze tightly fixed on Cheng Guang.
However, Cheng Guang just smiled and did not directly answer Wu Ling's question, instead, he asked her with a smile, "What do you think I will do?"
Wu Ling watched Cheng Guang.
Observing Cheng Guang's serene and inscrutable face, Wu Ling realized she could not fathom his thoughts. After pondering carefully for a moment, her bright eyes suddenly twinkled, and she teasingly replied,
"Princely Heir, you're not just boasting, are you?"
Cheng Guang shook his head, "That would not be the case."
After Cheng Guang spoke, he looked at Wu Ling again, revealing a timely trace of curiosity in his eyes.
"But speaking of which, did you come to ask me how I would make my move?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Ling's smile slowly faded, then she shook her head:
"No, I'm asking the Princely Heir to make a move."
"That's why I want to ask how the Princely Heir would do it."
