"Hm?"
After finishing the poem, Jiang Xiaobai looked at the silence around him without surprise and simply waited with a smile.
Bring in the Wine was unquestionably one of Li Bai's greatest works from his previous life.
Who could hear it without letting out a couple of excited howls?
When he first read this poem, he, too, had been shaken beyond all self-control.
That poetry, those lines-simply sublime!
Sure enough, before long, an excited voice rang out.
"Damn, I only came to join the fun, and I actually got to hear such an incredible poem!"
With that man's outburst, everyone around him finally snapped out of their daze.
"Ah, no, no! My goosebumps have fallen all over the ground!"
"Boohoo, why did you have to let us hear poetry this good? How... are we supposed to write poems after this?"
"'Heaven gave me talents that must find their use; a thousand gold pieces spent will come again.' What kind of god-tier fucking lines are these?!"
"'Together with you, I'll drown the sorrows of ten thousand ages.' How can someone write about wine to such heights?!"
"Fuck, every single line could be handed down through the ages all on its own!"
"These are verses from heaven!"
An old man from the Azure Robe Society could not help drawing in a sharp breath. Looking at Jiang Xiaobai on the arena platform, he said, his face filled with shock, "Heir Jiang... may well be a man from heaven!"
Standing among the crowd, Lin Qinrou's eyes grew slightly moist.
Indeed, she was overcome with excitement.
She had never heard verses like these before.
Unable to help herself, Lin Qinrou turned toward Li Zhiwei beside her. "Zhiwei, finding yourself a husband like this truly makes your older sister green with envy!"
Li Zhiwei smiled with