Qin Yu glanced at Tang Huan and sighed helplessly.

Writing a poem on a whim is not that easy.

However, she did know why Tang Huan wanted to go back. It was almost lunchtime, and he was going to take a nap afterward.

This is an unshakeable tradition, and no one can stop it.

Apart from Tang Huan and Cui Yuanzhao, the others did not seem to intend to leave.

There are quite a few participants in these poetry gatherings who fight, and they've long been used to spending a lot of time on the ship, since someone will bring them food and drinks anyway.

Moreover, poetry gatherings are rare, and such occasions are uncommon.

"Tang Huan disembarked?"

People on the shore noticed this and started discussing it.

"Did he intend to leave after writing that half-finished poem?"

"I'm afraid so. It's already difficult enough to write half a poem; it's impossible to write more than that."

People with this idea were not just ordinary citizens; Wang Tianze and Cui Renshi, who were observing from the sidelines, shared the same sentiment.

What they didn't know was that Tang Huan had only disembarked for a meal.

After much difficulty, they finally found a restaurant with available seats, and Tang Huan led Qin Yu and Li Daikui to sit down.

Nearby were other guests who had come after hearing the news.

Everyone surrounded Tang Huan.

Tang Huan bowed and smiled at everyone, without saying anything more.

"With those two lines of poetry, you've already stood out at this poetry gathering. Why let those people provoke you into agreeing to write another one?" Qin Yu seized the opportunity to press him further.

Tang Huan laughed and said, "Didn't you see Lei Yan's attitude? He's just looking for trouble because he doesn't like me. Since he looks down on my two lines of poetry, I'll reluctantly write another one."