"I never said that," Wen Ping responded.
"Then why did Sect Leader Wen sigh just now?" She had placed all her hopes on Wen Ping because he was the only Vortex Divine Artisan she had met who could easily distinguish Magic Stones.
Wen Ping paused for a moment before realizing that his sigh wasn't just an inner monologue, "It's a habit, like a catchphrase."
"That's good."
Zi Ran immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Wen Ping then continued, "Master Zi Ran, I took a look at your hand. After ten years, the illness has become incurable, and removing it is not an easy task. I do have a solution, but I never do anything that puts me at a loss. I must symbolically get something from you..."
