Song Yaoyao's murderous words rang out:
*[That bastard really did a fine job pretending to be human!*
That beast in human skin finally deigned to come outside today!
I've waited far too long for him to leave his house!
Looks like he came aiming to be the Poetry Gathering's Competition Champion!
Isn't winning what he cares about most?
*Guagua, I take back what I said earlier. I'm entering this Poetry Gathering Competition!]*
Hearing Song Yaoyao's words, Song Qingyu shot Lou Shuyu a hostile look.
Sure enough, Lou Shuyu was sitting there, with a guard standing beside him.
Song Qingyu knew Song Yaoyao's temper. She had not even spared Luo Qihong, who was merely an accomplice.
All the more reason she would not spare the chief culprit, Lou Shuyu.
Song Qingyu also wanted to see what Yaoyao would do next. All he needed to do was keep his little sister safe!
Lou Shuyu sensed a hostile gaze fixed on him, but when he looked over, he found nothing.
He had been recuperating at home recently, but he had still heard that the Nether Abyss Pavilion had been destroyed and its master, Luo Qihong, arrested.
He had never imagined that the master behind the Nether Abyss Pavilion was Luo Qihong, the wastrel he despised most.
He kept feeling that whoever had struck against the Nether Abyss Pavilion was no ordinary person!
Lately, he had been haunted by a vague sense of foreboding!
Lou Shuyu had finally recovered enough to get out of bed. When he learned that today was the day of the Rain-Listening Pavilion's seventh Poetry Gathering Competition, he had come.
Teachers from the various academies, along with great scholars, attended every Poetry Gathering held by the Rain-Listening Pavilion.
If he could become the Competition Champion at the Poetry Gathering, it