Chapter 2743 - 2744: Literary Vigor Unleashed
Chapter 2743: Chapter 2744: Literary Vigor Unleashed
Because none of them recognized this young man in white.
But even if they didn’t recognize him, someone did.
On the stage, Yun Lingxuan’s pupils contracted slightly, while the little maid Tuan’er standing behind her said happily.
"Miss! It’s that very handsome gentleman!"
Yun Lingxuan remained silent, only clenching her fists involuntarily.
But if anyone was most shocked on the scene, it would definitely be Ren Xing.
She never dreamed that she would see her sister today, at this place.
Especially when she saw her sister following closely behind Xue An, her heart felt as if it was pierced by something.
Why did she suddenly come here?
Doesn’t she know it’s dangerous?
Sitting leisurely in the chair, sipping tea at ease, Ren Butong spat out all the tea in his mouth.
Then he looked at Ren Ning with a face full of murderous intent.
He hated this daughter to the core.
Because if it weren’t for her sudden defection, things wouldn’t have turned out the way they did!
And now she still dares to come to Ling’an City, isn’t this a death wish?
Similarly shocked to the core were Wu Jun and Duan Muguang, who had been hiding in the corner waiting for an opportunity to act.
"It’s actually him! Why did he suddenly come?" Duan Muguang murmured.
Wu Jun said solemnly, "No matter what, he helped us handle the people from Shura Hall back then, so he’s considered our friend. If things change later, we’ll act in advance!"
Xu Gaotian didn’t know Xue An, but he heard everything he just said.
Especially when he found the young man in white to be so handsome, the jealousy in his heart swelled even more, and he sneered.
"What did you just say?"
Xue An first gave a slight smile to Zhuo Benzheng and the others in the corner, then turned to look at Xu Gaotian, smiling and saying.
"Didn’t you hear what I just said? It seems your character isn’t great, and your hearing isn’t very good either!"
As soon as he said this, there was an uproar in the venue.
No one expected this young man in white to be so bold, daring to speak to Xu Gaotian in such a manner.
Recalling Xu Gaotian’s past reputation, many couldn’t help but feel a chill on their scalp.
Indeed.
Xu Gaotian’s face suddenly showed intense murderous intent.
If it weren’t for the presence of a great scholar from Qi Si Poetry Society in the venue, he would have rushed over to crush this suddenly appearing boy.
He let out a chilling, eerie laugh.
"Good! Very good, this is the first time someone dares to speak to me in this way!"
Facing the imminent threat, Xue An merely smiled faintly, "It’s okay. Everything has a first time. You’ll get used to it eventually!"
Upon hearing this, little maid Tuan’er chuckled, then quickly realized something was wrong and covered her mouth.
Xu Gaotian was almost exploding with rage.
He had never been so insulted since he was a child, so he wanted to directly kill this boy.
At this moment, Shi Chang stepped forward to stop the about-to-explode Xu Gaotian, and with a forced smile, he said to Xue An.
"Young man, don’t speak so arrogantly."
Xue An chuckled, "If young people aren’t arrogant, what’s the point?"
Silence!
The entire venue fell deadly quiet.
Even the bold Qie Weilan couldn’t help but shrink his neck and murmured softly.
"Young Master Xue is really brave, daring to speak like this to the Great General of Ling’an!"
Zhuo Benzheng didn’t speak, only looking at Xue An with worried eyes.
Meanwhile, Ren Butong relaxed, then leaned comfortably in his chair, looking at Xue An as if he were a dead man.
In his opinion, the young man in white was either crazy or completely unaware of the vastness of the world, speaking to the City Lord like this in Ling’an City; he wouldn’t be walking out of this literary pavilion today.
Once he’s dead, I’ll catch that little bitch back! Ren Butong thought to himself.
In this situation, everyone looked towards Shi Chang.
He remained silent for a moment, seemingly shocked by Xue An’s words, then laughed out of extreme anger.
"Good! Such arrogance is commendable, but young man, this is a literary gathering; isn’t it a bit inappropriate to shout and cause disturbance here?"
"Oh, I forgot, this is a literary gathering!"
With that, Xue An looked at the wooden Tang Zheng, giving a slight cold smile, "I thought this was a grand theater, otherwise how could such a splendid show have been performed just now?"
The mockery in his words made Tang Zheng’s eyes flicker even though he remained expressionless.
Shi Chang’s expression froze, and then he said with murderous intent, "Guards, throw out this boy causing a disturbance in the venue!"
With the command, countless guards rushed out from every corner, intending to take Xue An away.
But before they got close, Xue An let out a single word indifferently.
"Scram!"
With that command, the people around him were flung away as if struck by lightning.
Xu Gaotian shouted angrily, "Boy, you’re seeking death!"
As he spoke, he was about to make a move.
But just then, Xue An said calmly, "Who said I came to disturb the venue? Isn’t this a literary gathering? Fine, today I’ll write a poem for you all to show you what true poetry is!"
Writing poetry?
Everyone on and off the stage, inside and outside the venue, didn’t expect the young man to suddenly say such a thing.
Even little maid Tuan’er, who had some fondness for him, was taken aback and murmured, "Miss, is this young gentleman really going to write a poem? Can he do it?"
Yun Lingxuan didn’t speak, she just looked deeply at that independent, jade-like young man, his white clothes like a burning snow.
"You, write poetry? Get ready to die!"
Xu Gaotian wouldn’t listen and with bloodshot eyes, rushed forward, raising his fist to strike.
In the fierce wind of the punch, Xue An’s figure flew back lightly like a withered leaf in the wind, and in mid-air, he began to recite the first line.
"The land of spring without a trace, the sky unoccupied in the void!"
With these words, a magnificent aura of righteousness surged, making the plaque of the literary sage suspended above the pavilion tremble.
The force of cultural righteousness pushed Xu Gaotian back a few steps as he prepared to throw a second punch.
Meanwhile, Xue An stood high in the air, his white clothes billowing.
"Flowers and orioles follow the world, pavilions reside atop the peaks."
With these two lines, the literary sage’s plaque shone brightly and instantly flew above Xue An’s head.
Witnessing this, Tang Zheng rose abruptly, looking incredulously at the scene before him.
"This... this..."
Meanwhile, Xue An continued to recite the latter two lines.
"How to spend the twilight years, climbing with a wistful mind. Who can solve the golden seal, gracefully sharing tranquility."
As he finished speaking, the righteousness filled the venue, with Xue An standing in the skies, like a deity descending to the world.
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