C220 (2/2)

Mr. Chen coldly said: ”Although I do not dare to boast, I have written a few articles and composed dozens of poems. If you do not accept it, we can compete!”

Feng Tiannan smiled, ”The wonders of Mr. Chen's poetry is known throughout the country, and I am impressed! Why didn't the Brother Li do the same? Let me admire you as well? ”

Phoenix giggled and did not say another word.

Long Feiyu said lightly: ”This one has no intention of competing with Elder Chen, but since Young Noble has ordered it, then this one will accept your request, and ask Manor Owner to make the proposition!” He had a belly full of knowledge. All the poems of the past few thousand years were there. Why would he need to be afraid of spelling them out? Take a look at this boastful old fogey later on.

To everyone's surprise, he actually agreed.

Manor Owner also seemed to be surprised. Nodding his head, he said, ”Alright! Young Master shall recite a poem using this' Black Turtle Restaurant 'as the topic! ”

This time, it was Long Feiyu's turn to be stunned. No matter if the Manor Owner wanted him to chant ”Wind”, ”Incantation of the Willow” and ”Incantation of Life”, he would be able to open his mouth and do it immediately. The poem in his stomach was the crystallization of the wisdom of almost hundreds of generations of poets. In any case, with his foundation in ancient Chinese, he believed that he would be able to get away with it.

Long Feiyu took a few steps to the railing, his gaze concentrated into the distance, and he said slowly: ”Black Tortoise Villa, martial arts world, free to go and stay, Feng Yunqian's illusionary eyes, the night has not yet ended! [Who knows the feeling of grief in the world?] It just didn't stop with poetry! She might not be a true hero. Laughing arrogantly at the top of the world!

The four of them were stupefied. No one could have imagined that he really knew how to recite poetry, not to mention that the artistic conception within the poem was so high. He was filled with compassion and a sense of pride. [What kind of man is this? Why is he so bold?] After he finished reciting the poem, he continued to look into the distance through the bars. He didn't even look back.

Manor Owner jokingly praised, ”Good poem! Good poem! What was rare was the understanding of the current situation of the martial arts world and the heroic spirit of the martial arts world! He might not necessarily be the real Meng Jie! That's right, although Young Master does not know martial arts, his heroic spirit is overpowering.

Long Feiyu turned his head, ”Thank you, Manor Owner. This humble one only received it from experience! ”

Originally, he still wanted to show off a little, and had already prepared several poems. But once the poem was released, with such an imposing manner, his own poem immediately lost all color, appeared so fake and powerless, and he was no longer able to take it out of the fight. Even the other party's sarcastic ”sloppy poems” in the poem seemed to have lost the power to retaliate.

Fortunately, the reinforcements that he had been waiting for had arrived. An old man came out from another room, walked to the front of Manor Owner and bowed, ”Sky Tower greets Manor Owner!”

Manor Owner nodded his head: ”Mr. Mann is perfect. This is Young Master Long, I wish to appoint him as Mister, I wonder what Mr. Mann thinks?”

”I've just heard the young master recite a poem. This old man is completely clueless about poetry and would like to ask the young master for guidance on arithmetic!”