Chapter 63 Face-off (1)

"What's the problem here?" Liam was truly confused.

Zoe shook her head when she saw Liam couldn't understand her point so she further clarified it for him, "When he asks for a face-off there is always an implied condition of the bet. If his opponent wins they get what they wish but if he wins then there is only one result…"

"That his opponent has to write the last words of his calligraphy and never again in his or her life they will hold the pen."

"In both the scenarios, he is not at a loss," Zoe said and continued with a chuckle when she saw Liam's confused face, 'he looks cute when he makes this kind of face!'

She shook her head and continued, "If he wins his opponents leave calligraphy and vowed not to do it again but even if he loses his opponent won't ask for him the same because of his teacher."

"And because of that, the words composed by the failure of the calligraphy master, at last, will have a great deal of significant worth than any of their previous art!" Zoe said.

Even though he cared very little about the penmanship world, Liam felt that Michael was too much.

"Uncle Finley, I came today, actually need to discuss it with you, however, what astonishes me is that you, who never acknowledge disciples, have such a high follower?" Michael squinted his eyes and scanned Liam.

Clearly, he viewed Liam as an adherent of Uncle Finley.

Uncle Finley's face turned dull and he said, "He isn't my disciple and you are not worthy to discuss with me. if you want to bring your Teacher here!"

"Really? Is it like this? That makes me appreciate him more. At such an age, it truly amazed me to have the possibility to contend with you." Michael took a glance at Liam before he strolled over.

"I'm elite at the art institution. Our foundation is exceptionally solid. I couldn't say whether I am keen on you joining me or not."

"You only have to simply sit back and relax, the institution will help you with everything. And your worth will be a hundred times more than here!" Michael said excitedly.

"Not interested!" Liam lifted his hand nonchalantly and said.

Out of nowhere being dismissed, Michael's face sank, however, he didn't show it, so he fixed his eyes on Uncle Finley.

"Uncle Finley, you have already seen half of the calligraphy world than me. Nowadays people like to talk about us behind our backs and I fear that they will start to assume that you are afraid to face me!" Michael squinted and said merrily.

"Hey! Uncle Finley doesn't need to compare to you. Why are you so seamless? Hurry up and get out of here!" Zoe appeared to not be able to stand it any longer and said indignantly.

"Humph! You may be a major star outside and everybody will give you a face that doesn't mean you are anything. here, you are not a fart, so don't talk where you shouldn't!" Michael suddenly shouted at her.

"You...You!" Zoe was stunned when she heard him.

This is likewise obvious. She is to be sure a very amazing star in the outside world, however, this is the calligraphy world.

"This old man had already said, for me to compare, let your Teacher come here, you should leave; you are not worthy of it." Uncle Finley yelled.

"Haha, assuming that is the situation, which it is. Everybody has seen it. Uncle Finley is hesitant to discuss it with me."

"Everybody can see it easily. So from this point on, here, it will be my say." Michael smiled contently, showing no face to Uncle Finley.

"You...You!" Uncle Finley's face abruptly sank. Assuming If it lay a decade prior, he would naturally attempt decisively. However, presently he is currently eighty.

Even though his calligraphy abilities have effectively developed, he can't stand the corrosion of the time that had brought on him, and his hands have as of now shaken. If he contends, he will lose!

When he loses, it is a little matter of losing face. The insight about his loss is assessed to go with him into the dirt. After death, it will be said that the achievement will be given to Michael.

"Liam, would you be able to help Uncle Finley~" Zoe, at some point, took a look at Liam who was quietly standing there and watching the scene.

"Beauty asks so how can I refuse." Liam likewise saw that Michael was not pleasant to his eyes, and so he agreed to her request.

Zoe didn't anticipate that Liam should concur so promptly, and she quickly revealed happiness.

"Since Uncle Finley is not in the position to enter the field, how about you and me?" Liam just walked and said. This is by all accounts the initial occasion when Liam effectively requested to contend with others.

This scene is truly surprising!

"What are you? Do you think you can compare with me?" Michael scoffed, not looking at Liam.

Liam was not irritated by Michael's words, and said, "If you win against me, in that case, I will allow Uncle Finley to battle against you, what do you think?"

Unexpectedly hearing this, Michael squinted his eyes and afterwards looked at Uncle Finley.

Uncle Finley was likewise first frightened, and afterwards took a glance at Liam and observed that his eyes were calm as water-like tranquillity. He had never seen this lack of interest!

"Indeed, on the condition that if you can win against the young friend Liam, I will make an exemption for you!" Uncle Finley likewise also agreed, and he decided to put his faith in Liam.

"That is great, Then consider me in!" Michael also agreed, and began to take out the paper and composing brush, and came on the stage, as he was already prepared to battle any major calligraphy Master and seal their hands.

"If I win, what will I get?" Liam asked jovially.

To be continued...

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