Just as Lin Ke was writing, someone tapped him on the shoulder.
"Holy shit???"
Startled, Lin Ke flipped his hand over and whipped the Bamboo Staff beside his desk around.
"What holy shit? You're not a horse-why are you swearing about a trough?" Minister Qi's voice rang out as he gently pushed Lin Ke's Bamboo Staff aside with his arm:
"Sixteen strikes in one second. Not bad, young man!"
"Uncle Qi!" Lin Ke stood up in delighted surprise, then scratched his head sheepishly. "That was a conditioned reflex."
"What nonsense." Minister Qi pulled out a chair and sat down. "What are you afraid of? If your phenomenon had only been Ghosts and Gods Weep, Chaoyang Street might be bustling right now. Countless powerful figures would have come."
"But your phenomenon was at the Sage Appears level, and His Majesty added that word, 'Approved.' So this place is destined to stay quiet."
At that, Minister Qi grinned. "You little rascal, you're impressive!"
Lin Ke scratched his head, feeling rather embarrassed.
"What are you writing?" Minister Qi pointed at Lin Ke's work. "Hmm? Your lettering looks quite good. No, wait... why does it feel like a school of its own?"
Lin Ke was taken aback by his words.
Only then did he remember that, in his previous life, he had always practiced writing in Yan Zhenqing's style.
In this world, the most famous calligrapher at present was still Wang Xizhi, the Sage of Calligraphy. Practically everyone imitated him.
Aside from him, there were no other universally renowned masters of calligraphy.
"Your writing has some character to it. Practice diligently, and you're bound to accomplish something." Minister Qi admired the writing on Lin Ke's desk before asking, "What do you mean by these comics and escape rooms?"
Lin Ke held nothing back and