"Happy New Year, happy New Year, happy New Year~"
Another new year had arrived. Southern City and Dragon City were decorated with lanterns and streamers everywhere, brimming with joy, laughter, and celebration.
Even distant cities in the Southern Region of the Fallen Sun Empire—Black Crow City, Yingjiang City, Mo Du, the capital, and others—had been influenced and began celebrating this traditional Dragon Country festival: the Spring Festival.
At the entrance to Southern City's City Lord's Mansion, everyone stared at the couplets hanging on either side of the gates, lost in thought.
Nan Feng had personally written these couplets during the first year of the Dragon Calendar.
The first line read: Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee.
The second line read: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.
The horizontal inscription read: Always smiling.
Back then, they had all found the couplet utterly speechless and tacky beyond belief.
But two years had passed, and they still could not come up with a better one to replace it.
Because when people were speechless, they really would laugh.
If it could make people laugh sincerely from the bottom of their hearts, that was enough to prove it was a good couplet.
"Forget it, I give up."
Su Ziran held a brush and gestured with it for a long while before finally shaking his head. "I really can't think of anything better. Do any of you have an idea? You do it."
The people behind him hurriedly waved their hands. None of them wanted to take on the job.
"The couplets at the City Lord's Mansion should naturally be written by the city lord," Xu Ming said. "I think we don't need to replace this one. We can wait until God Nan comes back."
"Works for me."
"Then stop standing around here. Come