In this situation, who else besides Mu Zian can save the day?
Mu Zian, who was watching the play, suddenly felt uncomfortable being stared at by everyone.
At that moment, Xiao Yu's gaze also fell on Mu Zi'an.
Xiao Yu had originally planned to give up, but seeing Mu Zian suddenly rekindled a glimmer of hope.
He also knew that Mu Zi'an had earned the reputation of a "Poet Immortal" at the poetry gathering on the painted boat that day.
While composing poems and matching couplets may share similarities, they are now subject to more constraints and greater difficulties.
Especially when faced with the Zhao state's well-prepared, timeless perfect match, Xiao Yu was not confident that Mu Zian could come up with a matching reply.
However, at this point, we had no choice but to try anything, even if it seemed hopeless.
If word got out that the mighty Great Li didn't even have a single person willing to step forward and confront them, it would be a laughingstock to other countries.
Even if the Great Li Dynasty were to dominate the north, it would only become a joke.
With this thought in mind, Xiao Yu coughed lightly.
"Duke Zhenguo, do you have a matching line in mind?"
Just then, a cold voice came from the long-silent system.
"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have triggered a choice!"
"Option 1: Politely refuse to provide the matching line, reward: 1,000 bolts of Shu brocade."
"Option 2: Agree to provide the matching couplet. Reward: A set of lace lingerie (with a pair of black stockings)."
"Please make a decision, host!"
Upon hearing about the system's reward, Mu Zian stood there stunned. This system was truly something else!
Seeing Mu Zian remain silent for a long time, Xiao Yu sighed helplessly.
After all, it's an absolute masterpiece, so it's normal that Mu Zian couldn't come up with a matching one; there's no point in forcing him to.
Just as Xiao Yu was about to admit defeat, Mu Zi'an rushed to the center of the hall with lightning speed and shouted loudly at Xiao Yu on the dragon throne.
"I! Can! Yes!"
At this moment, Mu Zian's eyes were free of any thoughts of fame and fortune; all he had was a longing for lace lingerie and black stockings!
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