Luo Qiu had never learned to write with a brush, and as for the Maid, she of course had never learned to grind ink sticks before. However, the Maid had beautiful penmanship.
Even though he hadn't learned it, after picking up the brush and casually writing a few words on the white paper, Luo Qiu gradually got the hang of it. This almost dimension-leaping skill improvement would probably anger the so-called calligraphy masters—even though it's just a small ability as a club boss.
Of course, with Boss Luo's personality, he wouldn't boast to anyone about his newfound skill with the brush. The reason for mentioning the brush was merely to add another chapter to the unfinished story of the young Mrs. Witch.
"Strong, optimistic, cheerful, hmm..." Boss Luo raised the brush and halted in the blank space of the young Mrs. Witch's book where stories were written, hesitating to proceed.
