Blessed across three lifetimes to meet you, even sorrow is love!

The courtyard of the Purple Jade Into Mist villa.

Everyone gathered around a young man, utterly absorbed, without a moment's distraction. Each time he added another stroke, another gasp of amazement rose around him.

Jun Wangchen's calligraphy was like poetry without words, a dance without movement, a painting without images, and music without sound. In the wonder of calligraphy, his work that day stood unrivaled.

"Just how much is this kid hiding?" Zifeng Town drew a deep breath and stared at Jun Wangchen, dumbfounded.

A prodigy?

A genius?

Perhaps no adjective could describe Jun Wangchen at that moment!

"So Jun Wangchen is already this accomplished?" As Zi Hanyan watched everyone around her, including her father, praise him, an inexplicable sense of loss suddenly swept through her heart.

She was afraid he would keep becoming more accomplished. If he became too exceptional, he would leave her far behind, and she would only be able to gaze after him.

But that sense of loss soon vanished from her heart. At that moment, her gaze grew more determined.

She had made up her mind. Starting that day, she would work hard to improve herself. It did not matter if she could not keep pace with Jun Wangchen; at the very least, she could not let him leave her far behind.

Jun Wangchen naturally had no idea that merely writing with his brush had brought about such a change in Zi Hanyan's feelings. At that moment, his brush and ink flew together, his writing blending into the boundless sky.

"People associate with one another, and in the blink of an eye, a lifetime passes. Some share their innermost thoughts in quiet conversation within a room; others entrust themselves to their pursuits, living freely beyond all restraint."

"Though their inclinations differ in countless ways, some