"This is the Heavenly Gate of Baihua Hall, specially prepared for the Baihua Banquet!"
The greeters surrounded Lin Fan and escorted him to the fifth floor. Although they were walking up the stairs, with such beautiful fairies accompanying him, he felt not a bit of fatigue. And there before him stood a giant vermilion gate over four meters high, with an Azure Dragon rising on the left and a Phoenix dancing on the right, under the eaves of the imitation ancient architecture, hung a huge plaque that read 'Heavenly Gate'.
"The strokes are bold and powerful, it must have been written by a master," he mused.
Looking at the vigorous, dragon-and-snake-like calligraphy, Lin Fan, who was somewhat knowledgeable, curiously looked for the signature but found no trace of it.
"This is our Boss Qi's handwriting!"
The greeters' words took Lin Fan by surprise, "Seeing the handwriting as if seeing the person, Boss Qi indeed has great ambitions."
"Boss Qi's stature is even greater!"
