THWACK!
They were standing extremely close, and Gongsun Miao Tong had struck without warning. Caught completely off guard, Su Xuan was hit squarely in the chest by her palm. His feet scraped against the ground as he slid back several feet. Looking down, Su Xuan saw that the clothes over his chest were torn.
"The gap in strength between us is too great." Gongsun Miao Tong lifted her jade-like face, speaking to Su Xuan with indifference. "From now on, refrain from mentioning my name in front of others. You truly don't have the right."
Having said that, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Gongsun Miao Tong began walking with proud steps toward the exit of the Merit Hall. But after taking only a few steps, she suddenly stopped, took something out, and turned to toss it to Su Xuan. "You wrote this letter, didn't you? Your literary style is just as unimpressive."
"Uh..." Su Xuan caught the letter and unfolded it, his eyes widening.
There was a short poem on the letter, which read:
