Story of the Moon Festival

"Are you kidding me! My nine recollecting fragrances cannot even compare to a cup of seawater?" Luo Mu Zi roared inwardly, while maintaining his calm appearance on the surface.

"Damn! This Wu Yi Hai is playing tricks and pulled a fast one, we are offering tea, yet he offers seawater? He is too shameless! Fairy Si Liu even approved of him, this is too infuriating!" Veins started to bulge in Lun Fei's clenched fists below the table.

Fairy Tian Lu quickly calmed the situation: "The moon is high in the sky, since we have already drunk tea, if there are no poems to accompany this festival, it would not be complete."

Fang Yuan pretended to not understand: "Are we really going to recite poems?"

He looked like he had heard it for the first time.

Luo Mu Zi and Lun Fei's eyes immediately brightened. This was another opportunity!

Another opportunity to knock down their rival.