Having nothing else to do, Chen Yi planned to take his leave.
"Mr. Yue Ming, you..."
Before Chen Yi could finish, Pei Zhaoye suddenly ran over and said to him, "Mr. Qingzhou, can you teach me your Calligraphy Dao?"
Chen Yi frowned slightly, glancing at him. He didn't respond. Instead, he continued to bow to Mr. Yue Ming. "Dean, I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave first."
Mr. Yue Ming looked at Pei Zhaoye, then smiled and agreed. "Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, when you come to teach the Calligraphy Dao, this exhibition hall will definitely satisfy you."
"As long as you are satisfied, Dean."
With that, Chen Yi greeted the others and signaled Xiao Wan'er to get ready to leave.
Seeing this, Pei Zhaoye refused to give up. He blocked Chen Yi's path and said, "Mr. Qingzhou, I apologize for my previous actions. I hope you can forgive me and teach me the Calligraphy Dao."
Chen Yi looked at him and shook his head. "Tell your grandfather I'm sorry."
