Since both of his friends agreed, He Song didn't dispute and accepted the benefits.
As for favours, he could pay them back slowly over time.
After all, he planned to live a long time.
If he couldn't repay them immediately, it would be fine to return the favour to their descendants.
Thinking this way, He Song casually accepted the pile of goods in front of him, and then thanked the two men in front of him with a bow of his hand.
The two men waved their hands in a gesture of indifference.
The matter about Chen Zhou was settled.
He Song lightly rubbed the storage bag in his hand, breathing out a sigh of relief in his heart.
Good that he's dead.
Good that he's dead.
Only the dead would pose no threat to him.
Just like Chen Zhou, who had offended him and begun to secretly investigate him.
He Song wouldn't give such a person the opportunity to retaliate.
He was not one to let enemies grow powerful enough to threaten him.
