Li Bai took a few more sips of wine and suddenly sighed.
"I, Li Bai, am skilled in poetry, lyrics, and songs, adept in both literature and martial arts, yet I still have no titles or achievements."
Ye Chen fully understood Li Bai's feelings.
Consider that he recited classics at five and had composed many poems and displayed good sword skills by fifteen.
A person like Li Bai wanting to serve the country truly had no opportunity, and his heart was extremely frustrated.
Although he had completed the delivery order mission, since he encountered Li Bai, he felt he should offer some advice.
Li Bai was also one of Ye Chen's favorite poets.
Looking at the man in front of him, Ye Chen smiled and said, "Brother Taibai, why are you in such a hurry? As they say, good things come to those who wait, and you will surely realize your dreams in the future."
Upon hearing Ye Chen's words, Li Bai was astonished.
"Brother Ye, do you truly believe that I can achieve this?"
