Mi Bai shook his head sincerely, modestly saying, "I can't be compared with Mr. Huang Ting."
Tang Luo carefully handed the calligraphy to Mi Bai and said, "Indeed, your calligraphy is superior. You will know when I bring the original next time."
Xu Lao Ying and Mi Bai both exclaimed with delight, "You have the masterpiece of Mr. Huang Ting?"
Tang Luo calmly nodded, perplexed by their excitement.
It's just a piece of calligraphy. Is it that big of a deal?
"Cousin!" Xu Lao Ying slapped Tang Luo's shoulder reproachfully, "Such important news, why didn't you say it earlier?"
"You never asked!" Tang Luo said incredulously. Isn't it rather artistic for a man who indulges in pleasures of the flesh all day?
As the son of a family of sages, he never saw Xu Lao Ying practice martial arts, but he was very interested in these incomprehensible things. Why wasn't he beaten to death by the elders of the Xu Clan for being so carefree?
