“That’s such a great poem you just wrote!”

At the inn’s entrance, Jewel tightly held Darryl’s hand with a face filled with admiration. “Darryl, did you see everyone went berserk when you finished writing! You’re so amazing!”

She held onto Darryl’s arm with a great feeling. She knew he would have blown everyone’s mind if once he showed his talents.

Darryl smiled and looked at her. “Is it? Tell me why it’s great?”

‘Haha! The poem was called ‘Heavenly Pure Sand—Autumn Thoughts’ by Ma Zhiyuan, the great poet from the Yuan Dynasty. How could it not be amazing?’ Darryl thought.

Jewel cocked her head as she thought and said, “Anyway, I just find it amazing! The poem is written beautifully.”

She did not know about poetry but could feel the melancholy within that poem.

Haha! Darryl laughed at that before extending his hand and ruffled Jewel’s hair.

“Sir Darryl!” At that very moment, Darryl heard an excited voice calling from behind him.

He unconsciously turned his head around.

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