God Smashing Whip Emerges

"Brother Chen, why go this far?" Zhang Chen hurriedly helped Chen Ping to his feet.

"Brother Zhang, you are my great benefactor, my second parent!" Chen Ping's voice brimmed with emotion.

Hearing Chen Ping's words, Zhang Chen's eyes revealed a trace of feeling. "It was still the good cause planted by your kind heart! If you had not saved me back then, the two of us would never have met."

Zhang Chen spoke the truth. In this world where people ate people, there were few kind souls, and even fewer among the Privileged Class.

"Back then, I merely gave you a single grain cake. How could that compare to the fortune you have bestowed upon me today?" Chen Ping gripped Zhang Chen's hand, his voice full of agitation.

"Enough of that. We are good brothers; all this politeness only makes us strangers. Let's drink." Zhang Chen pulled Chen Ping into the house, then ordered the servants to lay out wine and food. The two drank heartily once more.

After three rounds of wine, Chen Ping, this wealthy Young Master, actually burst into tears, his tiger eyes brimming with them as he poured out the pressure in his heart to Zhang Chen.

Heaven knew how much pressure he had endured during this time.

Their escorted goods had been targeted, his father had been plotted against, others coveted his position as heir, one of his arms had been crippled, and even his martial sinews and bones had been ruined. He had already fallen to the bottom of his life. Yet at the crucial moment, Zhang Chen had given him hope to live on, helped him undergo Marrow Cleansing and Body Tempering, complete a transformation of his body, and reclaim his strength.

Zhang Chen understood Chen Ping's pain, so he did not offer