Lan Rey Yun also had some understanding of calligraphy, and upon closer inspection of it, she was greatly amazed. She had seen many master-level works before, but Yang Fan's calligraphy not only had a unique style but also a profound foundation. Moreover, it possessed a naturally endowed spiritual energy, vividly springing forth from the paper. The artistic aura amidst its haziness was truly intoxicating. "Dad, your showing off didn't work; you've been outmatched," Lan Rey Yun said bluntly with a laugh.
Lan Beicheng scratched the back of his head: "Yunyun, what are you talking about? I admire anyone better than me a hundredfold; I am not one of those hidebound, envious characters."
Lan Rey Yun quickly added, "Dad, I was just joking. You guys go ahead and chat; I'll go help mom." Lan Rey Yun then left the study.