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Chapter 181: Chapter 178: I Believe in You

Wang Zhuo’s aged face was filled with excitement, his hands trembling as he held the rice paper. He stared at the phrase written on it, unsure whether it was the words or the calligraphy that stirred him so.

The boy was puzzled and couldn’t help but whisper, "Teacher, this writing looks quite ordinary. What’s so good about it?" He was unconvinced; more precisely, as a child, he felt disdain towards the adult Fang Yi.

In fact, even Fang Yi and Kong Qingci were surprised. Qingci had never seen Wang Zhuo lose his composure like this, not even in front of the elders.

Fang Yi felt it odd. His own calligraphy was so poor, was there any need for the old man to be so agitated? Could it be that he possessed a nearly demonic talent in calligraphy?

However, in the next moment, Wang Zhuo pierced through Fang Yi’s wild thoughts.

"Excellent line! An excellent line indeed!" Wang Zhuo extolled, flattening the rice paper on the table, "I once met a senior who had written a phrase like this. His strokes were sharp, his characters like a sword, truly conveying an overwhelming momentum, like thousands of troops and horses galloping—utterly terrifying. It left a lasting impression on me."

Fang Yi’s heart stirred. Could it be the old man? Only the old man could exude such murderous aura, so he respectfully asked, "Wang, do you remember the name of this senior?"

However, Wang Zhuo could only smile bitterly in response, "He never told me his name, I do not know."

Fang Yi pressed on, "Then do you know where he is now?"

Wang Zhuo replied, "I’ve heard he has already died."

Fang Yi’s mouth fell open, quite shocked, thinking that the senior Wang Zhuo had met was not the old man. The old man was still lively, brazenly spending Fang Yi’s money, living more comfortably than anyone.

"Fang Yi, I have an impertinent request," Wang Zhuo said.

"Please speak, Wang," Fang Yi replied.

"Could you... gift this piece of calligraphy to me?" Wang Zhuo asked.

and said, "But my writing is

phoenix dancing, carefree and ethereal. They contain a latent majestic momentum. Although not yet fully formed,

didn’t think he was particularly remarkable in

likes it, then please take

But just then, the door to the room was suddenly pulled open, and two people barged in—it was Lin

Zhang Zhe see Fang Yi, but he also saw Qingci. He had greeted them earlier, warning Fang Yi

distressed. He had hit a snag. How could he have imagined that Fang Yi was acquainted with

of displeasure flashing in his eyes, "What business do you two young men

like this, we came here to request that

added, "Yes, please name your price,

puffed out, wearing faint smiles, looking as

grew more intense, "Go away, there are no calligraphy pieces here for

Wang? Isn’t there a

impeccable cultivation, he was indignant

Then let him come in person. My calligraphy is not so cheap as to beg to be given away. You two should leave now,"

some status after all. You send us away but allow this kid to stay. Isn’t that a bit unreasonable?" He pointed

out a cold laugh and said, "Although his status may not compare to yours, his cultivation is something you two couldn’t catch up to

as if a resounding slap had hit both of their faces, causing them to flush

you out personally," Kong Qingci, who had till now been silent, spoke up with a serene authority. She

choice but to leave. However, as they

Yi, in three days at Broken Dragon Mountain, I’ll be there

Lin Yuanhao’s hatred for Fang

their words was simple. He

think they are something special, not realizing they are just living off their forebears’ coattails. Not like the young people of the past, who all