“What? This dude wants to recite a poem?”

“Haha!”

“He must have gone nuts from the exhaustion of being an on-set extra!”

At the crowd’s jeers, Jewel could not help but stomped her feet before turning back and yelled, “Don’t laugh at Darryl! He’s very talented! I bet none of you can compete with him!”

Penny on stage smiled lightly and said, “Sure. Go ahead, Little Brother, but don’t say I didn’t warn you. The consequences will be serious if you’re here to cause trouble.”

Darryl did not bother to reply. He saw a brush on the stage corner, walked toward it, and picked up the brush before dipping it in ink.

“What are you trying to do? Put that brush down!” Penny stomped her high heels toward Darryl as she was sure Darryl was there to cause trouble.

There was a commotion among the crowd as well. How would someone dare cause trouble at the Poetry League—an event that was held once every three years?

Darryl smiled as he walked toward the huge stone pillar.

The nearly three-meter-tal