“I want…” Kong Nanwu couldn’t help but chuckle when she saw Zu An’s vigilant appearance. “I want a new story like ‘Strange Tales’. Even though ‘A Chinese Ghost Story’ is good, I’m already so familiar with it that it doesn’t give me that new and fresh feeling anymore.”

“That’s it?” Zu An asked, feeling a bit stunned. He had thought that she would ask him something that was extremely difficult. He hadn’t expected it to actually be something so easy.

When she saw him relax, Kong Nanwu couldn't help but say, “Young master, this isn’t a simple matter at all. After all, a story like Strange Tales is something an ordinary person won’t be able to come up with even if they spend their entire lives on it. Please don’t bring out any random story to try and appease me half-heartedly.”

Nan Xun covered her smile with her hand as she said, “As young master was able to write ‘A Chinese Ghost Story’, how could he be someone ordinary? I’m sure that was just something he wrote casually.”

When he saw the two women look at him with eyes full of expectation, Zu An wiped at his cold sweat. If not for the wisdom of his predecessors, how could he possibly come up with...