Jin Hua, on hearing this, had nothing more to say, "Then... later, I'll call off the search."
"Mm," Cengran responded indifferently.
Just at that moment, the door to the study was suddenly pushed open.
"Ah Ran, have you seen my sack?"
As the door swung open, a discordant voice rang out, followed by the disheveled Little Uncle Jin walking in.
"If there's nothing else, let's end the call," Cengran said, disregarding him and turning to Jin Hua first.
"Nothing else," Jin Hua replied immediately.
Cengran turned off the video and looked up at Little Uncle Jin, "What?"
"A sack, one with half a sack of items in it, about this big," Little Uncle Jin said, gesturing with his hands to show the size to Cengran.
Cengran thought for a moment and then remembered, "It's thrown into the storeroom."
"What?!" Little Uncle Jin exclaimed, "You actually threw it in the storeroom? Inside are my treasured calligraphy brushes."
