Chapter 166: Chapter One Hundred Sixty-Two: Calligraphy Master

Watching his intricately thought-out plan being shattered by Tang Luo’s words, the simple-minded Xu Lao Ying didn’t take it as a bad thing, but rather that he and Tang Luo were on the same wavelength. Therefore, he excitedly asked, “What do you think, isn’t this plan excellent!?”

A smile flitted across Tang Luo’s mouth as he looked at his simple-minded cousin, feeling an urge to provide him with some basic knowledge: “What do you think Mi Bai lacks most to become a calligrapher?”

Xu Lao Ying was bewildered. He couldn’t understand why Tang Luo would ask this. In his heart, he felt that Mi Bai was already a top-tier calligrapher. What could he possibly lack?

It seems that his cousin’s appreciation for calligraphy is quite limited. He felt pity for his cousin who only loved fighting and tried to console him: “It’s fine, cousin. If you look at more calligraphy, you’ll be able to distinguish the good from the bad. When it comes to Brother Bai’s words, he has created his unique style and is already a calligrapher.”

Tang Luo felt frustrated, staring at the concerned Xu Lao Ying and suppressing a growing anger. Is this idiot belittling him? Did he think that his previous question was prompted by an inability to distinguish good from bad?

He let out a sigh to calm himself and continued without arguing with this fool: “Anyone like him will not, in his lifetime, become a calligrapher!” “Impossible?” Xu Lao Ying retorted, “Mi Bai’s calligraphy is ranked in the top ten worldwide. If not him, who can be a calligrapher?”

“Hmph.” Tang Luo looked disdainful: “You must be confused about the difference between being a prominent calligrapher and producing eminent calligraphy.”

“Don’t fool me. Aren’t they the same thing? What’s the difference?” Xu Lao Ying asked, his expression like he’d been insulted, as if warning Tang Luo that even though he was his cousin, he wouldn’t tolerate deceit.

Rubbing his head, Tang Luo felt that this fellow’s simple-mindedness was distressing. He asked, “For example, I like calligraphy, don’t you? Compared to Brother Bai, what do you think of my calligraphy?”

Tang Luo’s words, Xu Lao Ying burst into laughter: “Brother, you

shouldn’t have tried to have a meaningful conversation with this

to the sky, offering some consolation while trying not to hurt Tang Luo’s feelings, “We

told you I love calligraphy and that I’ve written hundreds of scrolls for sale, how much do you think I could

Luo on the shoulder, “‘Wake up, brother. No one would buy

more than Huang Ting’s, if there were people willing to

so?” Xu Lao Ying reined in his laughter, he suddenly sensed that Tang

I’m the prodigy known throughout Xiling, the eldest son of the Sect Head of the Tang Clan,

worthless.” Xu Lao Ying refuted, “It’s different for Mi Bai. His calligraphy is top-tier everywhere.” “What if the piece was written by the Saint Lord of the sacred

left speechless. He wanted to dispute him, but couldn’t. Because he knew that even if Xu Clan’s Saint Lord wrote the character for ‘shit’, it would be purchased by the wealthy Gao Family for a hefty

the so-called ‘calligraphy of the famous’. They don’t need to have profound calligraphy skills. As

“So Mi Bai is just a famous calligrapher, because he became famous due

he could infer the

meet the requirements.” Tang Luo coldly replied, dismissing his

famous calligrapher about mastering the art of calligraphy? Is that wrong?” Full of youthful spirit, Xu Lao Ying

far surpassing many famous calligraphers. “You really like calligraphy, don’t you? You must know many of the

course.” Since his childhood, Xu Lao Ying had a deep love for calligraphy. It was his greatest pastime aside from practising martial arts. His family had catered to this interest, collecting

years, Xu Lao Ying had visited many calligraphy artists throughout Yuanzhou. No one knew the calligraphy masters of Yuanzhou better than him, as he was familiar

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