Yan Kuangren's face revealed a smug expression. The character he had written was from a couple of days ago when he and two fellow disciples drank heavily. At the height of their revelry, feeling inspired, he had written this character. It also represented the pinnacle of his calligraphy studies to date.
Even now, if he were to write it again, it would be difficult for him to reproduce such unbridled and bold strokes, filled with heroic spirit.
As Chang Tiance spoke, he paused briefly, then took two steps forward and said in a low voice, "However, this character is still somewhat constrained and not wild and free enough!"
If it had been before, he would have only been able to admire such writing, feeling inferior.
