Chapter One Hundred Sixty-Two: Calligraphy Master

Watching his intricately thought-out plan being shattered by Tang Luo's words, the simple-minded Xu Lao Ying didn't take it as a bad thing, but rather that he and Tang Luo were on the same wavelength. Therefore, he excitedly asked, "What do you think, isn't this plan excellent!?"

A smile flitted across Tang Luo's mouth as he looked at his simple-minded cousin, feeling an urge to provide him with some basic knowledge: "What do you think Mi Bai lacks most to become a calligrapher?"

Xu Lao Ying was bewildered. He couldn't understand why Tang Luo would ask this. In his heart, he felt that Mi Bai was already a top-tier calligrapher. What could he possibly lack?