At this moment, everyone present looked towards the courtyard exit where the figure had disappeared, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.
The youth had been here for only about an hour, yet he turned all of them into a joke.
"Frog at the bottom of the well, what sees the moon above?"
Xian Banmeng suddenly smiled, like myriad flowers blooming, stunningly beautiful.
She looked at Zhou Yu, chuckled and asked, "Brother Zhou, which prodigious scholar's disciple is Su Gongzi from the Central State?"
"Could you introduce him to me someday?"
There is no difference between men and women; exceptional individuals always captivate the opposite sex.
As was Xian Banmeng, so was Su Changqing.
And at that moment, Zhou Yu, still not fully recovered, heard Xian Banmeng's question, paused briefly before smiling bitterly and saying,
"Chang Qing does not study literature, he practices... martial arts!"
