Darryl was also extremely excited when he recited the poem!
'Haha! No wonder Pang Tong was a famous strategist from the Three Kingdoms. He’s so talented that he could compose this poem in such a short time!’
Although the poem sounded a little like doggerel, this poem could be passed down for generations when you slowly savored it! It was even comparable with the World Universe’s ancient poetry!
Darryl scanned his surroundings with that thought in mind and finally laid his eyes on Stanley. He smiled and said, "Master Stanley, I was suddenly inspired and simply wrote this poem." 'What? He casually wrote this poem after a
mere dozen breaths?'
The surrounding crowd was stunned by those words. This eunuch did not even know how to be humble. However, this poem was truly amazing.
Stanley's face flushed as he felt unspeakably embarrassed and awkward.
Darryl continued at that moment, "Master Stanley, I can continue. I'll immediately pour wine to make amends if you can recite a better poem than mine!"
"I..." Stanley's mind buzzed at Darryl's words and he tried hard to think of one, but could not even come up with half a verse at that moment.
Even if he came up with one, it would not be better than Darryl’s poem.
Darryl laughed lightly upon looking at Stanley's expressions and sat back on his chair to resume slowly sipping his tea.
The entire palace was in utter silence at that moment!
Everyone's eyes including the Empress’ were on Stanley.
Stanley had nothing in his mind under everyone's scrutiny while feeling angry and anxious at the same time.
He was a genius and a great literary figure in the South Cloud World, yet he had lost to a little eunuch at that moment. It was his greatest humiliation to date
Thud!
At that moment, Stanley saw black and immediately passed out from the stress and anxiety.
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