In the midst of eager anticipation, Kang Chen began to speak.
"These last few days, most of you must have heard about my concealed marriage. Today, I am here to answer that question conclusively."
Kang Chen sat there, dressed immaculately in his military uniform, the wide brim of his hat casting a small silhouette on his face.
His handsome, indifferent face, was like an icy sculpture, seemingly impenetrable to the warmth of the sun.
He sat there as though standing on a battlefield, confident of victory and capable of defeating enemies miles away.
It seemed that he was born to be a legendary figure adored by all.
With white-gloved hands resting casually on his lap, he said: "Today, my answer for you is— the rumors circulating online are true."
As Kang Chen uttered these words, a chorus of wails suddenly echoed through the streets.