"Uh..."

Qin Chuan involuntarily shuddered, then scooted his butt further to the edge of the sofa.

But, Wen Yaxin still leaned over.

Qin Chuan was cornered by her with no way to retreat, bending over and guarding vigilantly.

Everything was going smoothly, and suddenly she mentioned going to bed.

He highly suspected that Wen Yaxin was trying to see him embarrassed, deliberately teasing him.

"What, you don't want to see me all flirty on the bed?"

Wen Yaxin's lips curved into a meaningful smile, her eyes seductive, as if they could steal one's soul.

Without thinking, Qin Chuan shook his head directly.

Right off the bat asked if he wanted to see.

Can you possibly answer truthfully to this?

Of course, he wasn't some lustful fool moving his legs at the sight of a beautiful woman.

At least he's seen a bit of the world, and he has some self-control.

"Really?"

Wen Yaxin looked at him with skepticism, then suddenly grabbed his hand and placed it on her soft chest.

Hiss!

Qin Chuan took a sharp breath, suddenly feeling a tingling in his scalp.

No.

This woman is crazy.

At first meeting, she let him touch her chest.

And voluntarily, no less.

This maneuver left Qin Chuan utterly baffled.

Yet he swiftly retracted his hand.

At that moment, Wen Yaxin's eyes flashed with a gleam of slyness, as if her mischievous plan had succeeded.

"Alright, you touched my chest, don't tell my grandpa about yesterday's matter."

Wen Yaxin stood up slowly, looking teasingly at Qin Chuan: "If you dare reveal my secret, I'll tell my grandpa you touched me."

"What the..."

Qin Chuan couldn't help but curse.

This is a classic trap!

Totally speechless.

Qin Chuan glanced at Wen Yaxin irritably: "Next time with something like this, just give a heads-up, no need for this whole act."

"This way is safer, isn't it?"

Wen Yaxin chuckled triumphantly.

Qin Chuan smacked his lips, casually saying: "I'm not losing out, I hadn't planned to say anything anyway, now I've even touched a chest, any way you look at it, I haven't lost."

Saying that, he provocatively twitched his fingers.

"I thought you were some gentleman, turns out, just another lustful guy." Wen Yaxin said disdainfully, a hint of shame and irritation in her voice.

Facing Wen Yaxin's mockery, Qin Chuan remained indifferent, his five fingers mimically grasping in the air: "So soft."

"You!"

Wen Yaxin was a bit angrily flustered.

She initially wanted to mess with Qin Chuan a bit and threaten him to keep her secret.

Grandpa Jiang is quite traditional.

Doesn't like her dressing like she did yesterday.

But girls, they have a natural love for beauty.

So she usually dresses secretly.

In front of Grandpa Jiang, it's always ladylike clothes, but at school or with friends, she dresses up prettily.

But unexpectedly, this seemingly honest Qin Chuan turned out to be teasing her in return.

Sure enough!

All men love beauties, just like all crows are black.

Hmph!

Wen Yaxin secretly spat at Qin Chuan, then sat back opposite him, puffed with anger.

Qin Chuan, having gotten the better of the situation, appeared calm.

His straightforwardness and shyness depended on the person; knowing Wen Yaxin was deliberately teasing him made a slight counterattack quite necessary.

Even if she was Grandpa Jiang's granddaughter, he didn't plan on indulging her.

Retaliation when needed is a must.

Just then, the guest room door reopened, and Grandpa Jiang entered, accompanied by two apprentices, each carrying a set of slightly blemished herbs.

Qin Chuan regained his seriousness, picking up the herbs to examine them carefully.

These herbs, frankly speaking, were unattractive and appeared quite unsightly.

However, the efficacy differed just slightly, with hardly any impact.

It's the present societal trend of judging appearance, be it people or horses.

Even if you claim it's thousand-year-old, people might not believe you if it looks unappealing.

"Grandpa Jiang, can I buy these herbs?"

Confirming the efficacy was fine, Qin Chuan directly expressed his intent.

Grandpa Jiang blushed, feeling awkward: "Mr. Qin, these herbs don't look great; their efficacy is also just decent. How about I give you some better ones?"

Looking at what seemed to be defective goods, Grandpa Jiang hesitated to offer them.

In his eyes, Qin Chuan was akin to a peerless sage.

Just as easily, he'd offer his entire herbal stock if Qin Chuan asked.

"No problem, these herbs are good, I shouldn't take advantage. Just sell them to me as usual."

Qin Chuan waved his hand firmly: "Just name the price."

"Uh..."

Grandpa Jiang felt helpless, letting the apprentices estimate the value and embarrassingly quoted a price of 500 bucks.

These defective goods were worth such little.

At times, they might not even sell.

Often, they're discarded or used personally.

Qin Chuan quickly transferred 500 bucks to the clinic and borrowed some tools.

Since he'd benefited, it didn't seem polite to ask for more such as slicing or grinding.

Throughout the process, Grandpa Jiang seriously observed from the side.

Wen Yaxin accompanied Grandpa Jiang.

Possibly due to the earlier confrontation, when she noticed Qin Chuan's raw grinding technique with the herbs, she instantly mocked: "Mr. Qin, is this technique you just learned?"

"Yes."

Qin Chuan frankly admitted: "Any problem?"

"You..."

Wen Yaxin was momentarily speechless, feeling as if her punch landed on a pillow.

Meanwhile, Qin Chuan packed the ground herbs and moved to the place for brewing.

Grandpa Jiang followed closely behind, not forgetting to ask: "Mr. Qin, is this formula for the Yang Gathering Pill?"

"Cough cough..."

Qin Chuan flushed, nodding silently.

Originally, he hadn't planned on practicing Yang Gathering Pill in front of Grandpa Jiang, it's somewhat embarrassing.

But these were the available herbs.

Neither the Clearing Spirit Powder nor the Noble Consort Ointment had necessary catalysts.

Thus, Yang Gathering Pill it is.

To his knowledge, the Yang Gathering Pill formula came from an ancient text Grandpa Jiang shared.

Hence after a glance, Grandpa Jiang deduced what Qin Chuan was making.

"Grandpa, what's Yang Gathering Pill?" Wen Yaxin couldn't resist asking.

"Uh..."

This time it was Grandpa Jiang's turn to blush, finding it hard to explain its effects, casually replying: "A tonic for strengthening the body."

"Oh."

Wen Yaxin cluelessly nodded.

Seeing this, Grandpa Jiang quickly changed subjects: "Mr. Qin, can ancient text recipes truly form elixir pills? I've tried, failed though, not just me, many have tried."

"No biggie, just basic elixir pills."

Qin Chuan responded.

The Human Emperor Medical Canon also records some elixir pills, yet the required materials are extraordinary, crafting them is challenging.

At least achieving the Foundation Establishment Realm permits a try.

Showing how foundational establishment paves the way to greatness, lacking it means blending with the crowd.

Upon hearing Qin Chuan's words, Wen Yaxin snorted disdainfully: "Bragging without basis, not only lustful but also a braggart."

"Hmm???"

This caught Grandpa Jiang by surprise: "Yaxin, how did you know Mr. Qin was lustful?"

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