"Dad, it's your calligraphy skills that are excellent. Look at these writings. They are even better than those written by some famous calligraphers in ancient times."
Nathan roared with laughter after he heard Sophie's flattering words.
"You think too highly of me."
"Not at all. I'm telling the truth."
Sophie was full of praises.
Nathan was in a very good mood.
He wrote a few more letters before putting down the quill.
"It's a pity that I'm old and my wrist is not strong enough. Look at these letters. They are not as beautiful as before."
Nathan sighed with regret.
Sophie, however, thought otherwise.
"Dad, look at you. You're not old at all."
Nathan laughed helplessly. Suddenly, a thought struck him and he asked.
"Right, how are things over in the pet center?"
"It's alright." Seeing that Nathan was in a good mood, Sophie hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Dad, I have something to tell you."
"What is it?"
