"Did you write this character?"
Qin Shouchang stared at the character "Min" on the table for a long while.
Then his gaze settled deeply on Zeng Anmin's face.
"Here, over here, Master Qin!"
Liu Xian held up the character "An" in his hand, his face full of urgency.
He desperately pointed at the character in his hand, trying to draw Qin Shouchang's attention, and shouted loudly:
"Brother Quanfu entered the Path of 'Writing' only after copying your calligraphy just now!!"
As his voice rang out, all the surrounding students nodded in fervent agreement.
"Yes, Master. We all saw it with our own eyes just now—Zeng Liangjiang entered the Path after copying your calligraphy."
"Especially after Zeng Liangjiang finished writing it, it looked as though it had been carved from the same mold as your handwriting!"
"..."
The students around them began chattering away.
Yet Qin Shouchang was not drawn in by any of their voices.
Those aged yet clear eyes remained fixed on Zeng Anmin.
He was quietly waiting for Zeng Anmin's answer.
"I wrote it."
Zeng Anmin hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Physically speaking, he really had written this "Min" character himself.
"Whew~"
Upon receiving Zeng Anmin's confirmation, Qin Shouchang took a deep breath.
His gaze fell squarely upon the "Min" character outlined in wild cursive.
At this point, the surrounding students also sensed that something was wrong.
Everyone's eyes fell upon that "Min" character, which looked like ghostly scribbles.
Liu Xian naturally saw it as well.
When he saw that exceedingly sloppy "Min" character, the expression on his face stiffened for a moment.
Then he hurriedly forced a smile and said to Master Qin:
"Master, please do not be angry. Perhaps after Brother Quanfu copied and grasped the meaning of your Standard Script, his Vast Righteous Qi