"Divine Doctor Lin, don't pay them any mind. They’re clearly just jealous of your talent and are looking to cause trouble on purpose."
Worried that Lin Fei might be goaded into doing something rash, Wan Qianyun walked to his side, tugged at his sleeve, and whispered to him.
"What? Is the Divine Doctor afraid? Are you really too chicken to engage in a friendly sparring match? Whether you’re a 'Divine Doctor' or a 'God of Calligraphy,' is that all the guts you have to earn such a title? Of course, if you’re truly a weakling who can’t even handle a chicken, you can just admit you’re too scared to compete with me. It’s no shame to admit you’re a weakling, right, everyone?"
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