Capital City, Immortal Reception House, atop the fighting platform.
Elder Xue looked at Cao Zhen's youthful face, waved his hand, and from his Qiankun Bag he took out a writing desk.
Cao Zhen's eyes twitched slightly; he had seen people earn money with their Qiankun Bags, store materials in them, but this was the first time he had seen someone take out a desk. What's next, are you going to pull out a chair as well?
In front of the writing desk, Elder Xue's face took on a serious expression and said, "Peak Master Cao, I have heard that you excel in the Dao of Calligraphy, even claiming that 'without Cao Zhen, the Calligraphy Path would be in eternal darkness.' I, for one, would like to experience Peak Master Cao's Calligraphy Knowledge."
The surrounding crowd, upon hearing this, were greatly surprised.
"What's going on?"
"Elder Xue is going to discuss calligraphy with Cao Zhen?"
