Hu Wen was still somewhat dazed, "Upper Envoy, what do you mean by that? Could it be that if a human loses in a poetry contest, they must resort to knives and guns?"
Master Nanneng also furrowed his brows, "Hou Niao, threatening others without cause, that's not right, is it?"
Hou Niao smiled faintly and drew out two bamboo slips from the Treasure Gourd, holding them against his chest to show everyone,
"Here are two bamboo slips, one of which is Scholar Qian's secret collection of writings, which contains many articles and poems he had prepared for his future imperial examinations. He never showed them to anyone, and even in his home, only his mother knew of their existence, and even she did not know the content; I took it in my search for the true culprit.
The other is left by the mentally-impaired Wang Sheng who died three years ago, with the same purpose of private keeping."
