Gu Jian smiled slightly and sent another message in the group.
"Du Dafu (Du Zimei): I am the number one retainer of the Lily Queen. What's wrong with me being a little arrogant?"
Those around were slightly startled!
The Lily Queen, one of the Eight Great Demon Kings.
If he is the Queen of Lilies' top retainer, then he is someone you absolutely cannot offend.
But Ye Chen sneered.
He was also the top retainer of the Queen of Flowers.
Although these days have been somewhat frustrating.
He was about to speak when...
He saw another string of messages pop up in the temporary group.
"Du Dafu (Du Zimei): The world's talent is divided into ten measures. I, Du Zimei, possess eight measures, while the rest of the world shares two measures."
As the sound faded.
The group chat exploded instantly.
The people in the hall were in an uproar.
They could all tell that Du Dafu was boasting about his exceptional talent.
But for the whole world to share only two bushels is going too far!
So, he alone possesses eight-tenths of the world's talent?
If the people of the world have a total of two bushels, how much of that will they get?
"Dongfang Mo (Dongyin): This Du Dafu is too arrogant. I, Dongyin, will surely trample him under my feet!"
"Ximen Qin (Xi Jian): Although this person is a man, he has angered a scholar. I don't mind using my muscular arms to let him taste the Monet Dragon Claw, a family heirloom of the Ximen family! I'll crush him to pieces!"
"Nan You Ji (Nan Se): Du Dafu, I can compose poetry while leaning on the Iron Mountain, can you?"
"Bei Wu Kun (Bei Dang): I have no Kun in my body, yet I have flowers. I have a song to listen to after the flowers, Zi Mei, would you dare to sing it to me up close?"
"..."
The four great talents—Eastern Lewdness, Western Baseness, Southern Lust, and Northern Debauchery—all expressed their willingness to showcase their talents.
As long as one can outshine Du Dafu, it doesn't matter if one shows a rough side.
The temporary group chat became lively.
Ye Chen was quite unhappy, feeling that he couldn't even compare to those four scoundrels: Dong Yin, Xi Jian, Nan Se, and Bei Dang.
He glanced at the messages in the group chat, then his gaze searched the lobby.
He wanted to know, who exactly was this self-proclaimed Poet Sage, Du Dafu (Du Zimei)?
Then, he looked up and saw a tall and slender figure.
When he looked at him.
The figure smiled at him.
"You, Du Dafu?"
Ye Chen spoke towards Gu Jian, but his brows furrowed slightly.
Simply because, although this person is dashing and debonair.
Ye Chen had never seen it before, yet he instinctively felt a sense of danger.
Moreover, he was so handsome that it made him jealous!
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