C82 He Had Evil Intentions in His Heart

"How did you know?"

Shen Xinghui looked at it again, but he still could not find the essence of it.

He could mention the name of a calligraphy artist, but his work could not deceive others.

Although the work on the paper was decent, anyone could tell at a glance that it was a clumsy imitation of Wang Xizhi's work.

Wang Xianzhi's reputation was not inferior to Wang Xizhi's