Because of Lin Wanzhou, Yu Jiaming started speaking more cautiously. He wasn't as casual as before.
Xu Yun couldn't be bothered to explain.
'Sometimes it's good to let people be a little intimidated,' he thought. 'It keeps them from getting sloppy.'
By the time they left the cafe, the afternoon was pretty much over.
And as for Xiangjiang itself, they had explored it while eating their way through its delicacies, but it hadn't offered any unexpected surprises.
Tourism seemed to be like that—running from a place you were sick of to a place other people were sick of.
It wasn't about gaining anything specific; people just always want to see scenery they haven't seen before.
Now that they'd basically seen the surface, the next step was to experience the culture on a deeper level.
First up was the beauty of Victoria Harbor.
Yu Jiaming said, "The beauty of Victoria Harbor isn't its night view. It's becoming part of that view, the part that others envy."
"What do you mean?"
