After confirming with Lin Bai about the delivery time for the Heavenly Remnant Collection, the group of scholars hurriedly departed, not even sparing a moment for a potential encounter with a spectral beauty.
How could a spectral beauty be as interesting as the poetry collection?
If the matter of the poetry collection was handled well, it could, in a grand sense, contribute to world literature.
On a smaller scale, it could further the prosperity of their respective families.
They understood the principle of 'first dibs for those in proximity'; if they were fortunate enough to complete a poem or two, they themselves would become famous. They clearly understood what was more important.
After the scholars left, Dumbelldore, who had been trying to remain inconspicuous nearby, turned a puzzled gaze to Lin Bai. "Master, did you really not write those poems?"
