"Too bad it's too late."
"Don't be fooled by Mr. Qingzhou's youth. He has the character of a true scholar. He would never accept a student as ill-mannered as that."
"Rightly so."
Meanwhile, the scholars on Kangning Street used their convenient proximity to not only find out the details of the exhibition but also learn the verses of "Post-rain Reflections."
"Leaving Bai Di at dawn through morning clouds, a thousand miles to Jiangling in a single day."
"The monkeys' cries on either bank are endless, as my light boat has already passed ten thousand peaks."
When the four lines of this peerless poem were revealed, the scholars on Kangning Street fell deathly silent.
It wasn't so bad for the scholars who weren't skilled in poetry.
The true poetry connoisseurs, the more they savored this work, the more they had to admit their own inferiority.
