The fatty was cautious by nature because this was his way of survival. Thus, even though Cao Jin had said thus, the fatty still didn't express anything and had his trademark superficial clinging to his face, appearing completely harmless to the world. Cao Jin knew that Wu Heng was the sort who wouldn't make a move unless it was one that was completely assured, just like a hunter wouldn't loose a falcon until he spotted the hare. Cao Jin smiled faintly and said nothing more, making an earth rank spirit herb appear in his hand with a flip.
"Fatty Wu, I've never liked to waste words. I want to go to someplace, but I need to borrow your skills in formations. This is the deposit, take it." Cao Jin threw the earth rank spirit herb down at the fatty's feet.
