"Looks like this Chu Mo is really going to meet a tragic end!"
"Indeed, now Yu Wenchuan has developed a killer's intent towards him. This kid definitely won't live past today."
"This Chu Mo, aside from Yu Wenchuan, is quite a character. On the Dragon Continent, there are few who dare oppose Yu Wenchuan like this."
"If he dies, he dies. By then, Chu Mo's deeds will surely be remembered through the ages."
The surrounding discussions were filled with sympathy and pity. Those who once disdained Chu Mo's arrogance now admired his talent and courage.
"First, let me compose a poem!" Chu Mo, however, ignored all the chatter and was unaffected by Yu Wenchuan's death sentence-like words, continuing with a full smile.
As soon as Chu Mo spoke, the entire audience went silent. Immediately after, Chu Mo started composing a poem.
"The great river flows east, countless waves are unstoppable, the green mountains remain, the sunset often red."
