C743 It Would be Better than

In Tian Xing City, in the backyard of the Hundred Fragrance Pavilion, there was a spacious square. At that moment, there was a sea of people. All the people who had come were cheering for the grand event that was being held here. It was the annual Arts Competition of the Hundred Fragrance Pavilion.

The Arts Competition was only about literature. No matter what status or status one had