Fang Yun only brought a few hundred words for the record, but Zhou Zhubu read it three times in a row before stopping, looking increasingly sad as he read.

Fang Yun felt puzzled. He knew that "The Rhyme Match" had an incredibly important role in this world, especially in the contemporary era of vigorously developing war poetry. Why did Zhou Zhubu suddenly become sad?

Zhou Zhubu sighed and said, "If I had obtained this text back then, I wouldn't have struggled with poetry and failed to enter the world of elegance! I thought it was because of my lack of talent in poetry, but now I know that my teacher was not Fang Zhenguo! Why didn't he let me learn 'The Rhyme Match' thirty years ago? Why?!"

Zhou Zhubu almost pounded his chest and stamped his feet, almost bursting into tears.