After discussing An Zhichen at noon, Yueyao had been quiet, burying herself in her own tasks. Xiang Wei felt uneasy, afraid that Yueyao really took those words to heart and thus denied An Zhichen.
Xiang Wei carefully explained, "Miss, actually An Zhichen is not that tyrannical, nor is he a bloodthirsty person. Those few who were beaten to death or crippled were crafty slaves, and he was just trying to establish his authority." Xiang Wei couldn't help but feel like she was shooting herself in the foot.
Yueyao took away the piece of paper she had finished writing on. After years of effort, her wrist strength was impressive, surpassing that of an average adult male. Later, with the guidance of Mr. Yu Shan, Yueyao's Willow-body calligraphy had made a qualitative leap. Additionally, her plum blossom calligraphy also became very expressive after years of effort.
