"What? Young man, are you not afraid? Of course, if you're willing to apologize to me, that would be enough."
Cai Shaojun noticed Xu Yan's silence and felt that Xu Yan was overwhelmed by his calligraphy ultimate skill, making him even more proud.
Humph! A young brat who doesn't know anything about calligraphy; he was just scared speechless by my two little tricks.
"I was just wondering, you're already so old and yet your writing is still this bad, truly remarkable."
Xu Yan looked at Cai Shaojun's raised mouth corner and sneered.
"You...you stubborn duck, well then, let me see your masterpiece!"
Cai Shaojun's face turned ugly, and he said coldly to Xu Yan.
"Ah! Truly like a stubborn mule! Mr. Cai's work is already in front of him. Yet he hasn't given up?"
"Humph! There are always some overconfident fools. He'll soon realize how laughable his actions are.
"Yes, indeed. He thinks he can compete with Mr. Cai after just a few days of practice. Naive."
