This can be considered as personally doing it, right?
Han Muye raised his hand to study the ink, his eyes sparkling.
Tao Zhixing and Yu Fenglin exchanged glances and sat down solemnly.
"Mr. Green Vine is the most talented Confucian cultivator in my Heavenly Mystic World.
"He suppressed countless great cultivators of Confucianism and became a grandmaster of Confucianism in the shortest time.
"Unfortunately, after entering the realm of the Grandmaster, he became trapped in a maze and has been unable to escape for a hundred years.
"Nowadays, he traded his cultivation for several decades of clarity of mind and teaches on the Yongding River."
As he spoke, Han Muye splashed the inkstone in his hand.
The thick black ink scattered, and then the ink brush in his hand moved quickly.
After a while, an arrogant Confucian cultivator dressed in black clothes appeared on the paper.
