In an instant, Yu Canghai understood many things.
Why did Song Miaosong bow and salute?
Why did Song Miaosong spend a thousand taels of gold to seek a calligraphy?
Why, although Song Miaosong had clearly reached the ninth grade, did he show such humility to that swordsman?
All the explanations seemed to have answers now.
"Is there a sword technique in the sword intent calligraphy?"
Yu Canghai stared at Song Miaosong, belatedly shouting.
A cheerful smile appeared on Song Miaosong's face, and he retorted, "You won't get it. I've already handed the calligraphy to my fellow disciples and had them return to Wudang. Hehe, you have no chance..."
Feeling the pain in his chest, Yu Canghai, recalling the world-shaking sword just now, suddenly turned his head, and his whole person froze.
Seeing this, Song Miaosong was slightly stunned and turned his head to look.
Lin Ye also turned his head, looking to the other side.