Shujun and the others were instantly shocked. Zhi Chen’s gaze swept across his brothers, even the fourth and fifth brothers’ faces were filled with astonishment. He raised his eyebrows slightly, then turned to Dong Huiying, who wore a look of surprise: "Baobao, thank you very much." It seemed she hadn’t told Little Wu about her experiences at Black Wind Camp; his brothers were also completely unaware of it. His heart felt somewhat relieved, but he then observed the young girl’s expression without showing any emotion and picked up the wooden box that had fallen to the ground. "I remember you once mentioned some items, so I had them replicated. Do you think they will be suitable?" When Dong Huiying opened the box, she saw surgical knives thin as cicada wings, two sets of acupuncture needles, and tweezers among other items lying inside the box. Except for the acupuncture needles, these surgical tools were slightly different from those she had used in her previous life, but they were exquisitely crafted and certainly usable. "This is..." She remembered Hong Xiangjun. When leaving Jun City, Shujun had mentioned that Qingfeng Prefecture had a blacksmith of outstanding craftsmanship. Hong Xiangjun had volunteered to take the drawings and visit that blacksmith in Qingfeng Prefecture. She hadn’t expected that before Hong Xiangjun could return from Qingfeng Prefecture, Zhi Chen had already delivered to her a pleasant surprise. Was this meant as an apology? By this time, Little Wu, Liang Yuening, was already rushing over anxiously, "Big brother, where did all these pearls, jade, agates, and gold and silver ingots come from? How come there are so many? This must be worth two to three thousand taels, right?" Zhi Chen maintained an inscrutable demeanor, "Naturally, I earned them." Initially, when Su Lang brought him a box of treasures, he wouldn’t have been so taken with these valuables if it hadn’t been for his concern about his second brother’s illness, which needed a considerable sum of silver to cure. Later, he wouldn’t have accidentally injured Dong Huiying without his knowledge. Thinking of Su Lang, he couldn’t help but think that recently, the Imperial Court had been cracking down on bandits everywhere. Black Wind Camp had moved away from its original location, and he could finally relax for a while and spend more time at home with his family. Yue Ning had never seen so much silver in his life; he was secretly astounded and couldn’t help but touch the back of his head, looking rather simple and honest. "Hiss, am I dreaming?" He pinched his own belly hard, then grimaced in pain as he rubbed it. Dong Huiying closed the wooden box. "Your thoughtfulness is appreciated, thank you." "Not at all, not at all," Zhi Chen waved his hand dismissively. Although he seemed nonchalant on the surface, he was actually very nervous inside. Zhi Chen was tight-lipped; as long as he didn’t wish to speak, no matter how much the others questioned him, not even wearing out their lips would help. The brothers were very curious about where exactly these treasures had come from, but since the big brother’s mouth was clamped shut like a clamshell, they could only secretly speculate in their hearts. After Dong Huiying accepted the gift, Zhi Chen breathed a sigh of relief. For him, this was already good enough. "You all go out first; I have something to discuss privately with Baobao." The brothers hesitated, but when the big brother swept them with a smiling gaze, they all wilted immediately—such was the authority of an elder brother. Once the younger brothers had all cleared out of the cellar, Zhi Chen pondered for a moment before lifting the hem of his robe and kneeling on one knee. "Recently, Zhi Chen was unaware it was you and was impudent. I even deliberately teased you, but due to the circumstances at the time, I couldn’t apologize to you right away. Here and now, whether you choose to hit or scold me, Zhi Chen will have no complaints, hoping only that you can let go of any anger in your heart." Zhi Chen, holding his fist in salute and slightly bowing his head, stared at the ground, waiting for Dong Huiying’s decision and judgment.