At dusk, Chen Youjia was sitting in her room, gently brushing her hair in front of the mirror.
Then, her usually harsh lips actually curled into a smile.
Two true disciples of Wanfa Sect, mathematical geniuses whose brains could process millions of calculations per second, were playing with three-digit arithmetic under broad daylight in various vague and unquantifiable ways, adding and subtracting, multiplying and dividing tens of Silver Coins. They thoroughly enjoyed it without any of the efficiency promoted by Wanfa Sect, which was quite a disgrace to the sect's reputation.
The key was, these two rascals didn't feel ashamed; instead, they seemed rather happy.
Eventually, Wang Qi and Chen Youjia reached a consensus on the number of times per day, the minimum standard for each time, and the duration. Wang Qi chose a price he could afford, but as a cost, Chen Youjia demanded that he accompany her when she went out to find food and be ready to pay the bill.
