Medic Martial Dragon King

”Mr. Pang, please go ahead.”

Overhearing Shen Zhenguo’s enthusiastic invitation, Wan Feng couldn’t help but smile proudly, quite pleased with the praise he had received earlier, and he gestured for Pang Boyuan to begin writing.

Wan Feng had the hotel staff bring over the previously prepared ink, brush, paper, and inkstone. To emphasize his respect for calligraphy, he personally laid out the paper for Pang Boyuan.

Pang Boyuan smiled at old Shen, glanced at Lin Bingrui, and said, ”For Mr. Shen’s birthday, I will write ’Boundless Longevity’!”

”Thank you,” Shen Zhenguo replied with a smile and a nod.

As the writing began, everyone naturally gravitated toward the table.

Pang Boyuan closed his eyes and remained silent for a while, adjusting his state of mind. The moment he opened his eyes, his demeanor seemed to transform, and a master’s presence emerged.

He lifted the brush and made his strokes.

Soon, the four large characters for ’Boundless Longevity’ appeared on the paper, flowing like clouds and water.

”Impressive work!”

”It’s truly remarkable!”

”Well deserving of being called a master of calligraphy!”

”Incredible, Mr. Pang’s reputation is well earned!”

As the characters appeared, the crowd’s praises echoed loudly.

With a smug smile, Wan Feng glanced around at everyone, his eyes suddenly lighting up.

He had spotted Gong Lin!

Gong Lin was also observing the calligraphy and, sensing Wan Feng’s gaze, her expression shifted slightly, and she subtly hid the scroll she was holding a bit further to the side.

But Wan Feng had no intention of letting Gong Lin off the hook, and his thoughts immediately turned to Jiang Chen. With gritted teeth and a chilly stare, he zeroed in on Gong Lin, ”Miss Gong, why did you come alone? Where is your husband, Jiang Chen? Why didn’t he come with you? Does he look down on Mr. Shen?”

Wan Feng’s words were sharply accusative, immediately drawing everyone’s attention to Gong Lin.

”What, this Miss Gong is Mrs. Jiang?” Shen Zhenguo was taken aback.

”Yes, she is,” Lin Bingrui hastily nodded, while a few others also looked at Gong Lin with puzzled expressions.

They were also wondering why Jiang Chen wasn’t there.

Gong Lin’s expression changed, and she quickly spoke up, ”He had some matters to attend to and will come later, I’ve already brought his gift!”

”Oh?” Wan Feng raised an eyebrow, his gaze falling upon the scroll in Gong Lin’s hand, and he snickered, teasingly inquired, ”Miss Gong, is that the gift from Jiang Chen you’re holding? It seems to be a piece of calligraphy or painting as well, whose work is it?”

”Another piece of calligraphy or painting?”

”Could it be calligraphy?”

”If it’s calligraphy, can it compare with Mr. Pang’s? If not, that would be quite embarrassing!”

Upon hearing this, the guests began whispering among themselves while looking at the scroll in Gong Lin’s hands, their eyes betraying a hint of disdain.

Lin Bingrui’s face darkened, and he gave Wan Feng a meaningful look. He could sense that Wan Feng was targeting Gong Lin, or rather, he was targeting Jiang Chen!

Shen Zhenguo was also taken aback and appeared somewhat displeased by Wan Feng’s behavior.

Gong Lin’s cheeks flushed slightly with embarrassment, hesitant to reveal her gift. After all, calligraphy master Pang Boyuan had written ’Boundless Longevity,’ and now... Jiang Chen had also written ’Boundless Longevity.’

The same ’Boundless Longevity,’ but could Jiang Chen’s work compare to Pang Boyuan’s?

Impossible, wasn’t it? How could she possibly present it!

”What’s wrong? Don’t tell me it’s actually calligraphy? Miss Gong, who did you ask to write this piece?” Wan Feng saw the expression on Gong Lin’s face and his eyes gleamed with a mocking light.

With no other option, Gong Lin looked up at Wan Feng, walked over to Shen Zhenguo, gritted her teeth, and handed over the scroll: ”Old Master Shen, Jiang Chen has been delayed, but he’ll be here soon. This is a piece of calligraphy he wrote, wishing Old Master Shen a longevity that knows no bounds!”

”What? That good-for-nothing Jiang Chen wrote it?”

Wan Feng let out an exaggerated exclamation and pointed at Gong Lin, bursting into laughter: ”Haha... Miss Gong, your husband is really something, wishing Old Master Shen a happy birthday by writing a piece of calligraphy himself. Does he think he’s some grandmaster of calligraphy? Or is it that he simply thinks a piece of calligraphy is enough to make up for Old Master Shen’s birthday celebration?”

Gong Lin’s face turned pale in an instant, and she turned her head to glare fiercely at Wan Feng, but failed to come up with any retort.

”Exactly, what’s the deal with this Jiang Chen!”

”Who on earth is Jiang Chen? Which grandmaster of calligraphy? We’ve never heard of him!”

”Impossible, he is definitely not some grandmaster of calligraphy!”

”If that’s the case, it’s too disrespectful to Old Master Shen! To think he would write a piece of calligraphy as a birthday gift, that’s really something!”

The surrounding crowd began to jeer and mock forthwith.

Lin Bingrui, Wu Feng, and several others were also taken aback. They hadn’t expected the calligraphy to be written by Jiang Chen himself.

This Mr. Jiang’s skills in medicine are outstanding, but could his calligraphy also be presentable? That’s hardly likely!

They didn’t quite believe it either, so they were instinctively anxious for Jiang Chen and quickly looked at Shen Zhenguo.

Shen Zhenguo didn’t seem to mind; he had repeatedly instructed Jiang Chen not to bring a gift, so writing a piece of calligraphy as a token of his sincerity seemed normal enough.

”I appreciate the gesture!” Shen Zhenguo was about to take the scroll with a cheerful smile, planning to put it away without letting others see it.

But Wan Feng had no intention to let it go; a cold smirk flashed in his eyes as he suddenly reached out and snatched the scroll away.

”You...”

Gong Lin was stunned, not having anticipated Wan Feng’s audacity to literally snatch it away, without the slightest preparedness on her part.

Shen Zhenguo also didn’t expect Wan Feng to be so bold and was irritated. His eyebrows shot up as he looked at Wan Feng.

”Let’s see how this Jiang Chen’s calligraphy is, whether it’s comparable to Master Pang’s!” But no sooner had Wan Feng grabbed the scroll than he immediately shouted out loud, unfolding the scroll and displaying it for everyone to see.

Shen Zhenguo and Lin Bingrui and others were furious on the spot!

They now fully realized that Wan Feng was targeting Jiang Chen; their gaze towards Wan Feng changed. Jiang Chen was not someone to be humiliated by such a spoiled brat.

But it was too late for them to intervene! The scroll had been unfurled, the calligraphy displayed before everyone’s eyes.

Not good! They were all greatly shocked. This would certainly embarrass Mr. Jiang!

Gong Lin trembled inside, clenching her teeth while glaring fiercely at Wan Feng, not looking at the scroll. In her mind, even if Jiang Chen’s calligraphy was good, it couldn’t possibly be better than Pang Boyuan’s!

Today was a complete loss of face! This despicable Wan Feng!

The crowd, however, was looking with interest at the calligraphy in Wan Feng’s hands; some had even prepared mocking remarks, ready to ridicule someone so arrogant!

But when they saw the writing on the scroll, they were all stunned.

This, this writing is too...

Wan Feng hadn’t even looked at the scroll, but seeing the dumbfounded expressions on everyone’s faces, he laughed loudly: ”Hahaha, is this kid’s writing so ugly that it’s left everyone speechless?”

Shen Zhenguo was furious, ready to scold Wan Feng, but upon seeing the scroll that Wan Feng had opened, he too was stunned, exclaiming in disbelief:

”Excellent! What excellent writing! Truly excellent writing!”