Fragrance and Stone

His poise was like the wind, because he had everything under control.

As for whether he could answer the Heir of Prince Xiang's questions, he wasn't worried in the least.

If he couldn't answer, he'd simply say so, frankly and openly.

He wasn't competing with the Heir of Prince Xiang to see who could answer more questions, but to see who would fail to answer fewer.

With his tremendous cheat of having lived a previous life, even if the Heir of Prince Xiang were an immortal, he probably couldn't crack the fiendishly difficult questions in that question bank.

There were only two questions, but even if he couldn't answer either, he could drag things out again and again until he had exhausted the other man's question bank.

Hearing Xu Yi's words, a stone lifted from the Heir of Prince Xiang's heart. Smiling, he said, "Then I'll ask Mr. Xu to enlighten me. Jia Sheng's wife, Lady Tan, was fierce by nature but cunning and clever. She repeatedly came up with ingenious schemes to make things difficult for Jia Sheng, who suffered greatly. A month ago, she came up with another trick for him. Jia Sheng visited every renowned scholar in the city, yet none could solve it. I'll put this question to you, sir. With your keen and brilliant mind, I'm sure you won't disappoint me."

The literary gathering, which had drawn everyone's attention, had turned into a battle of wits. Who knew how many people were beating their breasts and sighing, lamenting that a world-shaking contest had been boiled down to a pot of spoiled rice.

But the moment the Heir of Prince Xiang began, everyone's interest was piqued.

The people gathered here were all important figures. In such a setting, hearing a tale of a shrew tormenting a