Ye Tianyi naturally understood what Mo Bai meant.
Since he had delivered himself right to the doorstep again, Ye Tianyi naturally would not let him off.
Perfect. If he drew all the attention onto himself, Other People would have no chance to strike up a conversation with Duanmu Xuan.
"How about this? Let's first have a round of impromptu composition, shall we?"
Mo Bai said with a smile.
Ye Tianyi Nodded. "Of course, no problem."
"Mm, then... Master Wuxin, please set the topic."
Master Wuxin stroked his beard and Nodded. "Mm, that works. It would be wonderful to watch you Two engage in a contest of verse for all of us. So, in everyone's opinion, what sort of topic should we choose?"
Jian Nanshan then said, "This Old Man believes we should choose a relatively obscure topic. First, we would also like to see some less common poetry. Second, because the subject is obscure and must be improvised, it would better display the standards of you Two."
In truth, there was reasoning behind both his words and Master Wuxin's question.
Naturally, they all suspected whether Ye Tianyi was truly the author of those poems. That suspicion was indeed justified. An obscure topic would ensure that nothing could have been prepared in advance.
But Ye Tianyi was not afraid. He had attended poetry gatherings before and understood what these people were thinking. Besides, he had no shortage of poems stored in his mind.
"Mm, let this old monk think."
Master Wuxin pondered for a moment, then looked at Huang Lian. "Your Majesty Empress, why don't You Come up with a topic?"
"Master Wuxin should do it instead." Huang Lian politely declined.
"Mm, all right."
Then he looked at Ye Tianyi and Mo Bai. "How about this? Neither of you Two are