"Chen Jiusi, don't bite off more than you can chew with your couplets. If they're not perfect, you're not getting through that door!"
Wang Baobao was also surprised and looked at Chen Jie as he spoke.
Chen Jie laughed and said, "Such trivial games, is there even a need to ponder?"
"Trivial? Hmph, such arrogance, I, The Piercing Strike, have never met someone as conceited as you in my life!"
Upon hearing The Piercing Strike's words, Chen Jie laughed heartily, "It's just couplets, a minor skill, neither governing the nation nor pacifying the people, just a little game for scholars' amusement."
The Piercing Strike frowned and glared menacingly at Chen Jie; this was the greatest insult he had ever received!
Thinking of this, The Piercing Strike said, "Alright, since you look down on our art of couplets, try matching mine."
"Spring reading, Autumn reading, Spring and Autumn reading the Spring and Autumn Annals."
