Not only Li Fanming but everyone at the gathering was astonished. The elderly Flower Lord was a renowned Grand Academician of the Jing Kingdom. Why had he suddenly accused the rabbit beside Fang Yun? Could he be a spy another kingdom had planted in the Qing Kingdom?
The people of the Qing Kingdom were delighted by the sight. The elderly Flower Lord was from the Jing Kingdom, and Li Fanming was Fang Yun's good friend. This was clearly a flood washing over the Dragon King's temple-one family failing to recognize its own. It was good news for the Qing Kingdom.
The elderly Flower Lord snorted and continued using Tongue Blossoms Thunder. "Take no offense? Heh, you make it sound so easy. I originally intended to punish this rabbit severely, but harmony should prevail at the Mid-Autumn Literary Gathering. How about this? Spirit creatures understand human speech and can speak some beast language resembling the demon tongue. Just tell us what your rabbit said earlier, and I will pardon this rabbit."
Almost the instant the elderly Flower Lord finished speaking, many people suddenly understood. Fang Yun was vicious, but this elderly Flower Lord was no easy customer either.
Li Fanming understood perfectly. To prevent anyone from interrupting, he immediately used Tongue Blossoms Thunder. "I can understand some of what my rabbit says. Earlier, he was simply imitating the other scholars' cries: Qing Dog Barks at Snow, Qing Dog Barks at Snow, Qing Dog Barks at Snow. He meant no harm. He was merely following their example."
When Li Fanming finished, the entire Literary Assembly erupted in laughter. His utterly serious imitation of Big Rabbit, repeating "Qing Dog Barks at Snow" three times, was especially hilarious.
"So that was it. Mere parroting, then. There is no harm in that. I shall spare