Liu Wenyan finished writing the remaining five strokes and finally let out a long breath.
Feeling the old academy head's gaze on him, Liu Wenyan was calm and composed. He said to himself, "This thing is getting easier and easier."
The old academy head didn't really understand this. The world of the civilisation master wasn't something he could understand.
He had obtained a lot of knowledge from Liu Wenyan.
Upon hearing this, the old academy head's expression changed. He suddenly looked at Liu Wenyan eagerly.
Liu Wenyan turned to look and froze.
'Why so enthusiastic?'
"You… can still write?"
The old academy head's words made Liu Wenyan's heart skip a beat!
"Old Liu!"
The old governor quickly came over and whispered, "Can I really write it? Is it that simple? I'll find a rich businessman to sell a piece of will written by a Soaring Realm Civilization Master to their descendants. I won't even get 300 merit points!"
