Especially the signatures at the end: Chen Yi, Chen Qingzhou.
Every stroke flowed as smoothly as clouds and water, dazzling to behold.
Seeing the complete work only deepened Liu Zhaoxue's inexplicable apprehension and suspicion toward Chen Yi.
Just then, Liu Hong asked without turning his head, "Zhaoxue, what do you think of this calligraphy?"
Liu Zhaoxue came to her senses and said after a moment's thought, "It's good. Extremely good."
Describing a new style of calligraphy at the Perfection Realm with a simple 'good' felt rather inadequate.
But since Liu Zhaoxue didn't understand her third uncle's reason for asking, she gave a guarded reply.
Liu Hong chuckled softly. "Good calligraphy. It is indeed a fine piece."
"This new script is in harmony with the world itself. The characters are full and powerful, yet contained. It's clear the artist has studied their craft deeply."
"And its Mental Realm is so ethereal…"
