C926 Poem Sparring

The one who spoke was a young man wearing a white brocade robe. With his thick eyebrows and big eyes, thin jade-like lips, a jade crown on his head, and a fan in his hand, at first glance, he really did look like a young noble from the turbid world. Sitting at the same table were six or seven people. There were three men and four women, all dressed elegantly and looking very talented