The elderly man suddenly handed the book in his hand to Wang Qi, "If that's the case, I could lend a hand."
Wang Qi took the book and glanced at the spine; it was indeed a "Soul Theory of Calculator."
Wang Qi was astonished, "Elder, what is this?"
The old man chuckled, "Sorry, I heard everything you two said after you entered the door—don't be angry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop. Your confidence in your own mind is very interesting; it's been a long time since I've seen someone who holds their mind in such a way. And I really like that you said, 'I am a Seeking Dao Seeker, not an Avenger.' You understand very well what Modern Dao seeks..."
Wang Qi couldn't help but interrupt, "Elder... this, it's not like it's mine just because you're lending it to me..."
The old man said, "This book is a gift from me to you, and you are naturally free to read it. Cultivate diligently, and do not forget your mindset today!"