When Wen Qingchen heard that someone was buying ancient books at high prices, her first thought was: Has that masked man really started purchasing ancient books?

After some investigation, she found out that the buyers were indeed a few wealthy and powerful individuals. According to eyewitnesses, one of them was indeed a man wearing a mask.

Upon learning this, Wen Qingchen laughed so hard that she collapsed onto her bed.

Hearing her laughter, Wen Huan wondered curiously, “What’s making you so happy, Chen’er?”

Wen Huan had recovered well enough to walk normally without needing a cane. The clinic had been busy with a steady stream of patients these past few days. Unless it was a particularly difficult case, Wen Qingchen usually let Wen Huan handle the treatments, which kept him very busy. It wasn’t until sunset that the clinic finally closed for the day.

“Nothing much, hehe.” Wen Qingchen grinned as she got up from the bed. Noticing Wen Huan’s attire, she asked, puzzled, “Brother, are you going out?”

Wen Huan nodded and took out several ancient books. “I heard that someone in the city is buying ancient books at high prices. When you bought this place, the study happened to have a few. I’ve already copied one as a reference, so I might as well sell these.”

The clinic, which offered treatments to the people of Tang City, barely charged anything for the medicine it dispensed. This was a decision made to establish the clinic’s reputation in the early stages, but it meant the daily expenses were quite high. Wen Huan had to find another way to make money.

Upon hearing this, Wen Qingchen burst out laughing again, collapsing back onto the bed. “Brother, you’re going to sell books too… Hahaha!”

Wen Huan looked confused. “What’s so funny?”

“Nothing, nothing! Brother, you go ahead. And… try to sell them for a good price. That guy seems pretty foolish, with more money than sense. Haha!”

Wen Huan left the clinic, still baffled by his sister’s strange behavior.

After Wen Huan left, Wen Qingchen finally stopped laughing.

She took out a specially made, super soundproof wooden box from her pocket and retrieved a communication stone from it.

Injecting her energy into the stone, she said with a smile, “Brother Yin, are you there?”

The “foolish, rich guy” Yin Chenming, who was flipping through the ancient books he had just bought at a high price, saw the communication stone light up. He put down the book and responded coldly.

“Hmm.”

Even he didn’t realize how much he had gotten used to being called “Brother Yin” or “Little Brother.”

Wen Qingchen chuckled softly. “Oh my, little brother, your voice is so nice. Just the other day, I met someone whose voice was a bit like yours! But he was a bit foolish, haha!”

The “bit foolish” Yin Chenming continued flipping through ancient texts, searching for information about “Changbai Mountain,” and responded, “What do you want?”

Wen Qingchen, still laughing, said, “Nothing much, just bored. Wanted to chat with you for a bit. What are you doing, little brother?”

Yin Chenming replied coldly, “Reading.”

“Oh my, little brother, you’re so diligent! What are you reading?”

“Just some random things,” Yin Chenming responded casually while continuing his search. He realized that this person, Wujin, was still quite cautious. If she knew he was investigating the whereabouts of Changbai Mountain, she would undoubtedly become even more guarded.

As he flipped through the books, he asked nonchalantly, “And what are you doing?”

Wen Qingchen said, “Me? I’m lying on my bed. It’s almost night, you know. The long night is so lonely for a woman like me.”

Yin Chenming’s hand froze mid-page. “…”

His eyes, hidden beneath the mask, showed a hint of displeasure. “You’re a woman.”

Wen Qingchen patted her chest. “Absolutely, no doubt about it.”

Yin Chenming, clearly irritated, said, “Be more reserved.”

Wen Qingchen laughed again. “Oh, you’re so annoying! I’m only unreserved with you. I’m very reserved with others. It’s just that your voice is so irresistible.”

Yin Chenming: “…”

He was seriously considering cutting off the communication stone.

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