Qiu Weicheng licked his lips and laughed, "Exactly, Boss Chen, those are hundreds of taels of Golden Leaves. Just hearing about them makes my eyes turn green with envy."
Chen Fengxiao scoffed, "Golden Leaves may look nice, but what use do they have in the Xiang Sect? Even if you had those hundreds of taels of Golden Leaves, could you sleep peacefully at night?"
"Well..." Qiu Weicheng didn't know how to respond, but he felt resentful in his heart, "It's hard to say. If I didn't know, it would be fine, but knowing about it and not being able to get a share is really frustrating. Boss Chen, don't you want to take some for yourself?"
Chen Fengxiao waved his hand, "We're all brothers in the grass division. How could I take advantage of you? We should wait for the news from the Expanding Elixir Hall and see how this young man's martial arts skills are first."
"Oh, it seems that Boss Chen also doesn't believe in this guy's words."
