They recited the poem with great excitement, exclaiming, "Wonderful! Wonderful!"
The white-clad female swordsman behind Wu Xuanhuang felt the same way, her beautiful yet heroic eyes fixed on Xiao Yu as if she had found a kindred spirit.
"That look in her eyes... it's like she's fallen for me... but I like your young lady even more," Xiao Yu thought to himself.
"I never expected Xiao Shilang to be so talented!"
"Our Great Xia has produced two excellent poems in such a short time... It's a pity that Xiao Yu is not a scholar, but the literary foundation of our Great Xia has become much deeper!"
"I was so blind to your true nature just now. Xiao Shilang's poem is truly excellent!"
Unable to contain their excitement, the crowd continued to praise Xiao Yu.
"A fine poem."
Wu Xuanhuang's beautiful eyes were bright, but she didn't lose her composure like the others. She nodded gently to Xiao Yu and said approvingly, "This Youlong Sword is yours."
"Thanks……"
Xiao Yu held the Youlong Sword in his hand with great affection and said, "Such a precious Youlong Sword, I'm actually a little embarrassed... May I ask your name, Miss? How about we become friends?"
"How dare you!"
Before Wu Xuanhuang could answer, the white-clad female swordsman behind her frowned, her beautiful eyes instantly turning sharp, and she coldly snorted, "My young lady never makes friends with anyone. You'd better be happy to have taken the Youlong Sword and leave now. Don't even think about the impossible!"
“Jing’er, don’t be rude,” Wu Xuanhuang said.
"yes……"
The white-clad female swordsman took a half step back, but her gaze towards Xiao Yu remained sharp.
Is it really necessary...?
Xiao Yu rolled his eyes at the female swordsman, then politely addressed the stunning woman, "I only wanted to be friends with you because you seem to enjoy poetry, that's all! To be honest, I've loved poetry since I was a child, and that poem 'Clouds remind me of her clothes, flowers remind me of her face' was written by me!"
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