When Xie Qiao heard Baili Ji's words, her heart trembled and she almost went out of her mind.
"Masterpieces passed down through generations?" She was a little uneasy. "If I have good things like that, I naturally have to keep them for future generations... Wouldn't they be gone if I burn them?"
"Sigh, that's true... Then can you copy them for me…? My entire family is filled with scholars. All these years, I was afraid that I would forget my abilities, so I always recruited some little ghouls to teach them so that they would be able to remember firmly," Baili Ji added.
Xie Qiao was silent for a moment. "When I have time, I will spend money to hire people to copy them. After finding your descendants, I will burn them for you."
Once he reached the bottom, he definitely would not be able to reincarnate immediately. He could pass time by reading a book.
