It was just like how Feng Wu's calligraphy teacher in her previous life would draw circles on her work.
"What's she doing?" Elder Wu looked at Feng Wu in shock.
No one said anything because they couldn't understand what Feng Wu was doing with a pen.
Only Master Wang, who knew Feng Wu's inscription skills, could tell what was going on.
He pointed at Feng Wu, who kept drawing circles with a red pen, and said in shock, "She… She's not marking the incorrect inscriptions, is she?"
Marking the inscriptions?
That didn't sound convincing at all.
Elder Wu glared at Master Wang. "Nonsense! What do you mean by that? If Feng Wu can correct Master Duanmu's inscriptions, doesn't that mean she's better at it than Master Duanmu?"
Master Wang nodded matter-of-factly. "Feng Wu is indeed better at inscriptions than Duanmu!"
Elder Wu sneered and couldn't be bothered to speak to Master Wang.
