Fang Yun sighed and said, "Actually, inspired by An Chengcai and the Snake Demon, I plan to write a long novel about humans and demons. This one thousand taels is a deposit, and I plan to donate all the income from this novel to the An family and Lu Family Town to help them rebuild their homes."

"I didn't expect you to be so righteous and virtuous. You are truly a true gentleman. We are ashamed in comparison. Please accept my bow!" Ning Zhiyuan solemnly bowed to Fang Yun, but was helped up by Fang Yun.

"No need, no need. This is what I should do." Fang Yun knew in his heart that a book could earn tens of thousands of taels of silver, which was insignificant compared to the remaining fragment of "The Peach Blossom Spring" and the Dragon Saint's blood that he didn't know if he could use. He had taken a big advantage, and moreover, he would earn more money from writing books in the future.

Wen Zhenghuan praised, "Good! This is the demeanor of a scholar. I heard that you entrusted all your books to Xuanting Bookstore for sale?"