After the long poem was recited, both Wang Anfeng and Yuchi Jie fell silent, riding forward as if the verses had prompted them to ponder over something.
Lin Qiaofu silently noted down the verse, yet she felt quite perplexed in her heart.
Why had she never heard such a bold and unrestrained poem before?
Today's world was not solely flourishing with Jianghu; the scholar community was not the slightest bit inferior.
Great Qin united all under heaven, incorporating scholars from the various states into one imperial court. Although there were some scholars from the defeated nations who leapt into lakes or off cliffs to die for their convictions, they were, after all, in the minority.
