Qin Hao still modestly cupped his hands and bowed to everyone.
"I've made a fool of myself. I was merely lucky."
Ye Tianyi smiled to himself.
Lucky my ass! Idiot.
"This brother is too modest. I'm afraid it would be difficult for this young master to compose a poem of such quality even within three years."
He Yu cupped his fists and flattered him.
Three years?
Honestly, he felt that even five years would be difficult. After all, he had never composed a poem of that caliber in all these years. He was mainly just boasting a little, so those Strong Experts would think his own level was also very high.
If he didn't show himself off now, when would he?
Mo Bai sat there, drinking tea.
Couldn't they see through these petty schemes? Of course they could. They saw through them but chose not to expose them; that was best for everyone.
"This brother is too modest. Those who can come here are all Talented Scholars, Talented Women, and Poetry Masters brimming with knowledge. We should learn from one another and discuss together."
Qin Hao said, cupping his fists.
"Indeed! Well said."
Jian Nanshan nodded.
"I would like to collect both of these poems. What do you think, Little Brother?"
Master Wuxin looked at Qin Hao and spoke kindly.
"Of course, no problem! It would be this junior's honor. This junior has also loved poetry and prose since childhood, and I will strive to create more excellent poetry and prose when the opportunity arises in the future."
Qin Hao said.
"Mm, very good!"
Master Wuxin nodded.
Ye Tianyi couldn't take it anymore.
WTF!
This guy was even more shameless than he was. At least Ye Tianyi had only said he was taking them out to show off, but this