Cheng Guang couldn't help but laugh silently when he saw this, "And here I thought it was something serious, but it's just this."
"I don't really want anything, it's good enough that you, Elder Deng, can have a breakthrough in your cultivation."
Cheng Guang didn't take Elder Deng's words to heart.
But Elder Deng was getting anxious, "Hey, you little rascal, are you not taking me, Elder Deng, seriously? I am not boasting. Just make any request, and I will satisfy it right now."
Elder Deng was only thinking about how to trick Cheng Guang into returning the favor he owed.
Otherwise, he truly didn't know how he would ever repay such a huge debt of gratitude.
After all, Cheng Guang was the Town-Nation Duke's Heir, undoubtedly surrounded by troubles.
If Cheng Guang were to ask him for help in the future, who knew what kind of turmoil he might get dragged into?
He was just an old man hoping to live out his remaining years in peace.
