This made her the envy of not only her fellow courtesans but also of the entire world. How could she not be overjoyed? Her gaze towards Zu'an was no longer indifferent but instead filled with tenderness.

The woman in the upstairs secret room who had been watching Zu'an scoffed, "That stinky man certainly knows how to pick up girls."

Her words were more of a joke, but the other men were truly in an uproar, all looking at Zu An with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Unexpectedly, this guy took a different approach and won the heart of the courtesan with just a poem.

The air was immediately filled with the smell of sour lemons.

Even Pei You, who was his companion, was filled with envy, thinking to himself, "Why don't I have that talent? Otherwise, I could also win the heart of a beauty."

Of course, since Zu'an had saved his life, he felt no jealousy whatsoever; on the contrary, he was happy. After all, he had no hope of winning the beauty's favor, and compared to Yu Nan and others who had won the hearts of beauties, it was better to give it to Zu'an.

In a way, it can be considered keeping the benefits within the family.

Afterwards, I would put my arm around my brother's shoulder and smell the goddess's fragrance, which would satisfy my wish.

Upstairs, Bi Ziang frowned slightly, feeling that he had gone too far and ended up benefiting others.

Before this, he was determined to have Nanxun, and he didn't even care about Yu Nan. However, the sudden rise of the people he subconsciously regarded as his subordinates made him feel threatened.

What if the woman he has his eye on is taken away by his subordinates?

"If I set my sights on something, I won't give it to you, and you can't take it from me." His expression was utterly indifferent, but when he glanced at Yu Nan not far away, a smile appeared on his face: "Brother Yu, after knowing you for so long, I never expected you to be so good at playing the straight man."

Yu Nan's face turned ashen. How could he not hear the sarcasm in the other party's words? Now it seemed that everything he had just done was paving the way for Zu An, building up the atmosphere to a climax, and thus enhancing Zu An's great reputation.

"This guy has ulterior motives. He's clearly unhappy himself, but he won't do anything. He's just been encouraging me to be cannon fodder." Yu Nan was no ordinary person after all. She immediately realized the other party's intentions and decided to sit back and observe for the time being to see how long he could endure.

Who knew that Yi Zhibing, seeing his ashen face, knew he was unhappy because he had lost face. He had just volunteered to go out with great bravado, only to return dejectedly. Although the people in the room didn't say anything, their eyes all carried a hint of mockery.

He decided to take this opportunity to vent his anger for Yu Nan and, incidentally, regain his pride.

So he said loudly, "Young Master Yu just said that you may have obtained this poem by chance from someone else. Maybe that person wrote it before they died."

Upon hearing him speak, Yu Nan cursed him as an idiot, saying he was being used as a pawn without even realizing it.

However, everyone's eyes were now on this side. In their minds, Yi Zhibing's words must have represented their own meaning. If he denied it now, his momentum would be weakened by three points. Not to mention that pursuing Nanxun tonight would be unfavorable, even as the dignified young master of the Yu family, he could not afford to lose face. So he had no choice but to bite the bullet and acquiesce.

He glanced at Yi Zhibing, cursing the idiot to death in his heart. He was fighting with Zu An, while the Bi family brat reaped the benefits.

Yi Zhibing misunderstood, thinking the other person's gaze meant encouragement and approval, so he spoke even more enthusiastically, describing Zu An as a despicable and shameless person who appropriated the fruits of others' labor.

Zu An was delighted. Although these guys were just making baseless accusations against him, they hadn't expected to guess the truth so accurately.

However, those fellow countrymen on Earth probably wouldn't mind these things.

Before he could say anything, Miss Nanxun became somewhat displeased: "Young Master Yi, speaking of someone like that is a very serious accusation. Do you have any evidence?"

What a joke! I've clearly got a chance to go down in history, and I can't let these guys ruin it.

Gao Ying and Pei You immediately chimed in, accusing him of making things difficult for them and proving that he had a grudge against Zu An, so his words were clearly for revenge.

“Evidence…evidence…of course there is…” Yi Zhibing was speechless for a moment, unable to think of how to prove it.

Yu Nan frowned slightly, knowing that she had already lost her composure somewhat today, and it would be troublesome if she spoke up again and was embarrassed.

Seeing that he remained silent, Bi Ziang cursed him as a good-for-nothing in his heart. He then gave a look to his companion, who understood and said loudly, "Actually, it's simple to prove it. Why don't we ask Young Master Zu to compose a poem on the spot? As long as you can compose a poem of similar quality to the one you just wrote, it will prove that you are indeed a great talent."

Gao Ying couldn't help but get angry: "This is not fair. Poetry and prose are something that can be created on a whim. It takes the right time, place, and people to create a good line by chance. How can you say that you can just do it!"

He had a basic understanding of poetry and knew that there were few poems in history that could compare to that one. To have such a masterpiece in one's lifetime was a stroke of good fortune, and it was impossible to have a second one.

Upstairs, Qin Yongde asked with some confusion, "The one who spoke was someone from Bi Ziang's side. Isn't Zu An also from the Eastern Palace? Why...?"

Qin Guangyuan sneered, "As the saying goes, beauty is a curse. Bi Ziang has always been the center of attention for those around him since he was a child. How could he allow others to have his eye on something he has set his sights on? This is for the best. Let them fight like dogs and create rifts within their own power."

Nanxun whispered, "Young Master Zu, you can refuse..."

Before she could finish speaking, the voice of that stunning woman echoed in her mind: "Don't stop him. Let's see if he's just a fraud or if he has real talent."

Nan Xun was somewhat surprised and it took a lot of willpower to restrain herself from looking up at the mysterious woman's room upstairs. She wondered why her master cared so much about this human.

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