Xue An?
The esteemed scholars who had just been fervently recruiting Xue An exchanged glances and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
Why does this name sound so familiar?
Tang Xiao was shocked to the core, her face filled with disbelief, as she looked towards Xue An incredulously!
Is he the very Xue An who plagiarized poems at the Ling'an Literary Gathering and stole my brother's Sage Card?
How could this be!
In Tang Xiao's mind, anyone capable of such deceitful acts as plagiarizing poems must be extremely despicable and vile.
Yet the young man standing before her in a white robe seemed so extraordinarily handsome, akin to an exiled immortal descending upon the world.
Moreover, he had just sparked the literary mountain of the Qisi Poetry Society and successfully walked out of it. All these factors combined left Tang Xiao with a feeling of extreme absurdity.
However, while she was completely bewildered and at a loss, Lu Hui didn't show any surprise, simply stated calmly.
