"Damn it, is this some kind of joke?! My Nine Return Fragrance actually couldn't even compare to a cup of seawater?" Luo Muzi roared in his heart, while maintaining his composure on the surface.
"Damn it! This Wu Yihai is playing tricks. We offered tea, while he offered seawater? His skin is truly thick enough! And Silk Willow Fairy actually approves of him so much—infuriating, absolutely infuriating!" Beneath the Wheel Flying Stone Table, his fists clenched so tightly that veins bulged.
Heavenly Dew Fairy hurriedly smoothed things over. "The moon is already high in the sky. We have drunk the tea, yet there are no poems. That is always somewhat lacking."
Fang Yuan feigned confusion. "Do we really have to recite poetry and compose verses?"
He looked utterly unprepared, as though he were hearing of it for the first time.
Luo Muzi and Lun Fei's eyes immediately lit up. This was another opportunity!
Another excellent chance to strike at their rival in love.
"You played tricks last time and muddled your way through. This time, I will definitely knock your limelight down, then stomp on it a few more times."
Luo Muzi's heart was filled with this thought, but he smiled on the surface, refined and graceful.
Lun Fei was the same, turning over almost the same thoughts.
Yet they did not know what kind of person Fang Yuan was.
Competing in poetry?!
My heavens!
This was even worse than showing off before the master of the craft.
Fang Yuan came from Earth. He had a vast heap of ancient poems and verses, including masterpieces that had left their names in history and even works that shook the ages and dazzled the present. Tossing out any one of them would make these two lose all face.
"Indeed, poetry must be