"Me? Uh, uh..." Xiaofan wiped his nose with his finger and looked at Chen Mengying beside him.
Only to see Chen Mengying slightly frowning, also at a loss for the moment.
"Ah..."
While Chen Mengying had no clue, Li Kuo suddenly let out a strange cry.
"Wow, what's your deal? Screaming like a ghost. Scared me." Xiaofan quickly diverted the topic, trying to dodge the challenge from others.
"I've heard this couplet before, that's why it sounds so familiar. Listen up, the second line: 'Smoke locks the pond willows.'
"Yeah, impressive, it has all the elements and radicals of jin, mu, shui, huo, tu." Xiaofan couldn't help but give a thumbs-up.
"Hey, it's not like I came up with this couplet. This one's from the Qing Dynasty, Qianlong posed it to Ji Xiaolan. Just happened to have seen it before."
"Huh? So that's it, huh? Hey, hey, your couplet isn't all that, you know."
