Upon hearing the nickname "Da Zhong," Zhong Cheng was utterly taken aback. It was a fresh perspective, for no one had ever referred to his sister in such a manner before. 0

As for Zhong Qing, her delicate face seemed calm, betraying no emotion. However, the tight clench of her slender fingers hinted at an inner turmoil that belied her tranquil facade.0

"The hollow protective gear that can be worn on the head possesses exceptional properties," Wang Xuan began, diverting from the previous topic. "I suggest you take it back to the Zhong family for research. If decoded correctly, it might lead to a significant breakthrough. In return, I would like certain scriptures..."0

His sudden shift in conversation left Zhong Cheng surprised and a tad disoriented. Initially, he had assumed there was a complicated relationship between Wang Xuan and his sister. Yet, here was Wang Xuan, smoothly transitioning into a potential collaboration.0

"By the way," Wang Xuan continued, pointing at the steel plate he had returned earlier, "do you have more protective gear like this, perhaps for the arms or legs?"0

"I'm serious. I have no other intentions," he clarified upon seeing their expressions.0

To his astonishment, Zhong Qing proceeded to remove two spiked, elongated steel plates from her arms. Zhong Cheng's eyes widened. His sister was truly extravagant!0

"I'll give you some containers in exchange for these plates," Wang Xuan said, producing some of his acquired items. He explained that these were looted from the deceased and...0