Calligraphy Contest (2)

"Now, we need one more spectator to lighten up the mood and welcome our respectable scholars!" As Mi Sijie announced so, Ran Huimei walked toward the spectator seats. An elder followed her behind. They stopped in front of Mao Nianzu, who sat and enjoyed his tea, albeit under intense stares from people around him.

The elder was Ran Huimei's master. Everyone called him Sword Lotus. He achieved the nickname when he successfully mastered the incomplete technique of his sect, Blooming Lotus Sword.

'This young man is calm and gentle in nature. He treats himself with a warm tea and ignores those that don't belong to him,' thought Sword Lotus. 'I must tread this case with caution. Otherwise, I will ruin my relationship with Tail Sweeping Young Master and General Ge.'

The middle-aged man beside Mao Nianzu stood up and hunched his back. "What can this humble one help?"