Leaving the Alchemy Cauldron, Su Mu followed the path of bluestone along the long street heading north. The autumn wind gently swayed the willow branches by the lakeside, and a seven-story building with ornate carvings and paintings came into view.
In front of the Clear Moon Tower, the noise was already overwhelming, with heads jostling in a dense crowd, surrounding the bulletin board where poetic couplets were posted, leaving not a single gap. Many people were scratching their heads as they looked at the couplets, while the sound of excited discussions filled the air.
"This year's couplet was personally crafted by Miss Xiaoqinglan!"
"To meet her once by chance and hear the beauty play one piece on the qin — I could die without regret..."
