Be A Witness

The sun had already come out, so there should be no problem.

For more than half a month, Xia Hongyuan had been worried. If he could not even manage solving the flood problem, his place in his father's heart would be less important.

Therefore, he had to do a good job.

When Yuan Xin heard Xia Hongyuan's answer, he felt at ease. "Your Highness, thank you. We are blessed to have a wise ruler like you in our country."

Xia Hongyuan smiled and nodded noncommittally .

Because the sky was clear, everyone had a long-lost smile on their faces.

On his way back to the city, the commoners knelt down to thank him. Xia Hongyuan smiled gently and gestured for them to rise.

After returning to the mansion, Xia Hongyuan saw Xia Qiluo.

"How is the situation?"

If there was no problem, they could return to the capital in November.

Xia Qiluo smiled. "The flood dragon's resentment is decreasing. It should be fine now."