Nan Tianzong looked up curiously, meeting a pair of wandering eyes.
"This way, brother, if you want to buy calligraphy tools, and this way, if you want to find books and paintings... Huh! What's going on with you all?"
Nan Tianzong's goodwill was ultimately in vain, as the other party was evidently not here for the items in the store.
He waved his hand, and several servants immediately rushed into the store, rummaging around and even breaking into the back hall, leaving the shop in a mess.
Hearing Nan Tianzong's question, the man glanced at him and then stretched his neck to watch the servants' actions, clearly not intending to leave without finding something.
"Brother? Brother!"
