"Now auctioning the tenth treasure, the Water of Tianshan. The Water of Tianshan exists on Tianshan Mountain and is a rare find, occurring only once every hundred years. Drinking this water can regenerate bones and muscles, and even bring the dead back to life. Ordinary people who drink this water can prolong their lives, beautify their skin, strengthen their bodies, and greatly increase their martial arts skills. The starting price is one thousand taels, with each bid increasing by one hundred taels. Bidding starts now."

The reason why the water of Tianshan can bring the dead back to life is that it can save even those who are on the verge of death, allowing them to live for a few more years. This is giving Yama (the King of Hell) more time.

Although this price is a large sum of money for most people in Linglong Pavilion, who wouldn't want more time to live? For a moment, the scene became somewhat chaotic.

"One thousand one hundred." Someone was the first to call out.

"Two thousand," Su Jingzhan called out.

A thousand taels is already unaffordable for most people, so how could someone on the third floor suddenly ask for two thousand? Everyone in the room thought that this person couldn't come up with two thousand and was waiting for the people from Linglong Pavilion to break his legs and throw him out.

"Three thousand taels." A man on the fourth floor raised the price, accompanied by a cough.

"Master, are you alright?" the guard beside the man asked with concern.

"It's alright. I must capture this Tianshan water today." He coughed a few more times as he spoke. His condition was getting worse every day. The Tianshan water could extend his life by a few years. He still hadn't found that little girl.

Yan An's private room was at the highest point, offering a clear view of the other private rooms on different floors. The design also cleverly utilized the line of sight to prevent people below from seeing the fifth floor, allowing Yan An to see everything clearly downstairs.

The man on the fourth floor was dressed in simple white clothes and looked thin. He seemed to be wearing a special mask, or more accurately, a face mask, because it only covered the lower half of his face. It made it difficult for him to breathe, making his face extremely pale, but his slightly blue eyes were quite beautiful.

"Four thousand taels." Su Jingzhan bid again. Yue Xiyuan had given him the task of bringing the Tianshan water back no matter the cost.

"Five thousand taels," the sickly-looking man echoed, bidding just as quickly.

Yan An stood up abruptly. "It's him..." The specially made mask, the blue eyes, and the star-like mole on the man's palm that Yan An saw when he coughed—all of this seemed to indicate that it was him.

Yan An's thoughts immediately drifted back to when she was six years old...

Yan An was six years old that year. Because Yan An had not survived the great calamity, she had been living on the mountain for the past six years, isolated from the world. Her only companions were Old Man Bai Qing, Granny Qi, and the "little pets" they kept.

At six years old, Yan An was at the age of being mischievous and playful. One day, when Bai Qing and Granny Qi were not paying attention, Yan An opened the mechanism and went down the mountain.

At that time, Yan An was innocent and carefree. Having never left home, he was very curious about everything. Even though he had martial arts skills, he couldn't resist his simple and kind nature. Not long after he came down the mountain, someone swindled all the silver he had.

Yan An, who was experiencing this world for the first time, was at a loss. It was also the time when she was growing up. She was hungry all day and fainted on the side of a road outside the city, where she happened to meet Mo Chen.

Mo Chen was sixteen years old at the time. He had been suffering from tuberculosis since he was ten. Every year, he would go to Jiugu to seek acupuncture and medicinal baths from the Jiugu Divine Doctor to relieve his tuberculosis symptoms. Coincidentally, that day was the day Mo Chen went to Jiugu.

"Why did you stop the carriage?" Mo Chen sat in the carriage with his eyes closed, resting, when he noticed that the guards had stopped the carriage.

"Reporting to the Lord, there was a little girl who had fainted by the roadside, so I stopped the carriage. I will continue on my way now."

Mo Chen heard that a little girl had fainted by the roadside. He lifted the carriage curtain and saw that although her chubby little face was a bit dirty, it was not hard to tell how cute the little girl was.

"Let's lift her into the carriage."

"Yes, Master." The guards carried Yan An onto the carriage. Mo Chen wiped Yan An's dirty little face with a handkerchief, and seeing that Yan An's lips were chapped, he fed her some water.

After a while, Yan An woke up.

"You're awake? Your father and mother? Why are you lying by the roadside?" Mo Chen looked at her clothes and demeanor and realized she didn't seem to be from an ordinary family.

"Handsome brother, did you save me? I ran away on my own while playing, and my family doesn't know..." Yan An saw that Mo Chen was wearing a mask, his face was a little pale, and his eyes were full of gentleness. He was obviously a handsome brother.

"...My name is Mo Chen, you can call me Brother Mo Chen." It doesn't sound very nice to be called pretty by a little kid.

"Brother Mo Chen, you are so beautiful, especially your eyes, which are somewhat blue and extremely beautiful. But why are you wearing a mask, Brother Mo Chen?"

"..." Why does this little girl still say he's pretty? "Because my brother is sick, and this disease is contagious. Wearing this mask will prevent it. It just so happens that my brother ran into you on the way to see a doctor." She coughed several times as she spoke.

Normally, he wouldn't be so approachable. After all, he contracted an incurable disease at the age of ten and soon lost his parents. The burden of Beiming Manor fell on the shoulders of a ten-year-old child. Beset by internal and external troubles, how could he be a simple person?

In recent years, he has gradually balanced the family business and expanded it. Now, the family has many branches in the four countries, including cloth shops, cosmetics shops, and jewelry shops. Beiming Manor can be called the largest money shop in the four countries.

A slightly discordant sound rang out. "Hehe, Brother Mo Chen, my name is Xiao An'an. My stomach is telling me it's a little hungry," Yan An said, rubbing her belly.

Mo Chen brought out some snacks for Yan An and poured her a glass of water. "Eat slowly."

"Brother Mo Chen, what illness do you have? I have lots of medicine." Yan An touched her pocket, wanting to find medicine for this kind older brother.

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