"So it turns out that the champion of this calligraphy competition was predestined, wasn't it?"
Ye Tian said with a smile, undoubtedly touching the raw nerve of Cui Fengliu, the master calligrapher.
A look of extreme displeasure had already surfaced on Cui Fengliu's face!
Standing his ground, Cui Fengliu wouldn't lose his temper hysterically, he just frowned slightly and said, "Young man, don't be too arrogant when you speak, it's not good for your future development."
Seeing Cui Fengliu somewhat upset, the two organizers of the calligraphy competition hurriedly joined in to ridicule Ye Tian!
"That's right, why are people nowadays so unreliable? Especially the Chinese, all so frivolous, speaking of the vast and rich Chinese land and its profound cultural heritage, but in reality, that's all there is to it!"
"Exactly, exactly! Not a single Chinese has genuine talent! They're all about pretentious flamboyance!"
