Once I had finished, I didn't even bother waiting for a reaction from the young master.
I turned around and started walking away, waving my hand at my group to keep up with me.
This time, there was no one that called out to stop us since they were still standing there with a stunned look on their face.
The poem that they had heard was much better than any that they had heard so far, so there was no way that they would be able to recover that fast.
By the time that they did, I was already gone.
After I finished reciting the poem, the system told me where it came from.
It was one of the more famous poems from my past life, which was why it seemed familiar. Though, I still didn't know the poem or the one that wrote it since I had never cared about those things before.
Once we were gone, the ones that had been dazed slowly came back to their senses.
"That poem, it really was beautiful."
