"I can't believe this is Logan's calligraphy. It's no wonder he's qualified to transcribe the Emperor's verses." "The Emperor's verses and the Kirin's penmanship. It would be unbelievable if Regal Court still couldn't succeed!" "As expected of the Kirin. His calligraphy, penned in his teens, is comparable to esteemed calligraphy masters. What a treasure!" The students stared at the poem in amazement. They finally realized why Regal Court had such strict entry requirements. With such an invaluable treasure on display, it seemed perfectly justified. "I heard that the Kirin is not only exceptionally gifted but also incredibly handsome. He's also well-versed in both classical and contemporary literature. "If only I was lucky enough to meet him!" Harper sighed dreamily, her eyes brimming with admiration.Even though Cody was outstanding in his own right, Logan remained in a league of his own.Whether it was his family background, personal abilities, or physical attractiveness,
"It's been a long time since I've written anything, and I feel a little out of practice. I think I'll pass." Dustin shook his head.His handwriting could easily be recognized by those knowledgeable in the field.He wasn't exactly afraid of having his identity exposed now. But it would be a headache if certain people found out."Out of practice? Hmph! Just admit you can't!" Harper scoffed. "You clearly lack the skill, yet you insist on showing off. It's truly nauseating!""Alright. Calm down, both of you. Many people are watching. We don't want to turn into a joke." Brooke tried to diffuse the situation.While Dustin was undoubtedly skilled, criticizing the Kirin's calligraphy was a bit presumptuous."Hmph! If anyone's embarrassing themselves, it's this guy! How dare he insult the Kirin's work? Does he think us fans are a bunch of pushovers?" Harper glared at Dustin. "Alright, enough of this. It's just a piece of calligraphy. There's no need to bring down the mood for it," Cody
Even though Harper was talented, it didn't mean she could outshine everyone. After all, Oakvale was a place where elites gathered. It was a city with an abundance of talent. "Grandpa, I was renowned as a prodigy back in school. That title belongs to me, and no one can dispute it. I'm better off dead if I can't even win today's literary event," Harper said confidently."Why would you even say that?" Brooke frowned slightly."Master Busch, Harper is exceptionally talented and highly skilled in this regard. I believe she will do well," Cody said with a smile."Did you hear that? Even Cody thinks so. I'm going to be the standout performer today!" Harper added, her confidence reaching new heights. Brooke shook his head in resignation. Harper's arrogance would get her into trouble sooner or later. "It's almost time. Let's head upstairs," Cody said, leading the group to the second floor. Compared to the extravagance on the first floor, the second floor exuded an air of elegance an
"Ms. Camron, that's a bit too much," Cody finally spoke up. "Harper is my junior. It's not exactly appropriate for you to make that comment with me here, don't you think?" "Oh? Mr. Ostrower is here as well? My apologies." Lana feigned astonishment.She then continued with a sly smile, "It's no wonder Harper was able to get in. It turns out you were the one backing her. "I'm just curious, as the scion of a noble and respected family, how come you have such bad taste? You're actually attracted to this bland woman?""Hey! Who are you calling bland?" Harper was enraged at her words. She was about to act out but was quickly held back by those around her. The Camron family's influence was slightly stronger than the Ostrower family's. If Harper were to lay her hand on Lana, not even Cody would be able to get her out of trouble. "If you reacted, I guess I must be talking about you then. What about it? Do you have an issue with it?" Lana smirked, her gaze provocative. She thorou
Harmony Healers didn't earn much. They either treated the poor for free or only charged them the cost price of the medications. Despite their reputation, they struggled financially. One billion was an amount Harmony Healers would never earn in a lifetime. That was why Harper thought there was no harm in betting on it. It could change their fortune dramatically. "There are no absolutes in life. I will never allow you to risk Harmony Healers like that!" Brooke refused to give in. "Grandpa, why won't you trust me?" Harper was getting frustrated. "When those thugs were causing trouble, didn't you stake Harmony Healers too? You even did it on behalf of Dustin! Why are you willing to trust an outsider but not me? Why?" Harper was practically yelling by the end of it. "Kid, I had no choice back then. But you're just being willful now. You need to understand the difference," Brooke explained with a frown. "I don't care!" Harper wasn't listening to reason and was getting agitated.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen." As the literary event commenced, a fair, stout, middle-aged man went up on stage. Flashing a welcoming smile, he greeted the audience respectfully. "My name is Keanu Jankow, and I'm the manager at Regal Court. Thank you for gracing us with your presence tonight." Keanu continued with a smile, "It is once again the night of our quarterly literary exchange. Regal Court has selected a precious treasure from Treasure Pavilion to serve as the highlight of our evening and liven the crowd. "Of course, our primary goal is for everyone to engage in friendly literature discussions, not competition." "Mr. Jankow, what marvelous treasure has Regal Court prepared for us? Could you grant us a glimpse?" a man asked loudly."Yeah, we came here for the treasure. I hope it's worth it," many others echoed the sentiment. "Dear guests, please, be patient. I'll have it brought forth shortly for all to admire."Keanu nodded and signaled to the two men stand
Once the artwork's origin was revealed, the entire place buzzed with excitement.Most of the attendees present had a mild appreciation for the refined arts. And a legend like Andrei Walser was especially loved.Poetry and painting were two different categories of art. Mastering one was already an incredible accomplishment. It was rare to find someone who excelled in both.Those who had mastered both the art of poetry and painting, like Andrei Walser, were virtually unheard of.Most importantly, he was an unconventional artist. He had a complete disregard for wealth and seldom created poems or paintings.That was the reason every one of his pieces was highly sought-after. Many VIPswith a penchant for art saw owning one of Andrei Walser's authentic pieces as a matter of great pride.Naturally, they were overwhelmed to witness his work in person in Regal Court."Dear guests, I believe all of you are aware of how rare it is to obtain Andrei Walser's authentic work. This is only poss
"Riddles?" The attendees were taken aback, exchanging glances in confusion.In the past, the competitions often revolved around poetry, chess, calligraphy or painting. Why did they suddenly shift to riddles?They had spent a considerable amount of money on poetry and literary talents. It was all to help them come out on top in today's competition. How could they suddenly change it to solving riddles? They had wasted all their efforts in ensuring they had an advantage. "Mr. Jankow, wouldn't it be better to have a poetry battle? You're making it difficult for us by changing the theme at the last minute," someone expressed their dissatisfaction. "Dear guests, please don't misunderstand. Regal Court decides on the theme of the night through a random selection. We weren't trying to make things difficult for anyone. "Please accept our apologies if you feel this has inconvenienced you." "Alright, enough with the complaints. We'll solve word riddles then. It shouldn't be any proble