could barely make out a figure in water blue, and she could also faintly hear a gentle male voice reciting poetry, which was the first time Qi Lin had seen ancient people composing poems.Although she...o be sweet and sour ribs, looking delicious but overly sweet.Qi Lin guessed what had happened as she tiptoed into the scene without wanting to intervene."Master An, forgive me, Your Excellency. I didn...