Granting Zhan En Freedom

"Not bad!"

There were actually Star Coins to be earned!

Ever since entering the Qiyuan Star Domain, Jiang Fan had never felt this wealthy.

If Elder Zhan En earned 500,000 Star Coins a month, then the money in this card was equivalent to two or three years of hard work for him.

"Robbing people really is faster!"

At that thought, Jiang Fan's eyes lit up.

In an instant, he turned his attention to the other dead.

With a flash, he appeared before each drifting corpse in the starry sky...

Before long, Jiang Fan returned to his original position, several Star Cards in hand and a grin on his face.

"I wonder how much money is in these!"

"If that person's assets were anything to go by, and each card contains more than ten million Star Coins, then these five cards have at least fifty million Star Coins!"

"That's enough to keep Zhan En working for ten years!"

Jiang Fan put away the Star Cards, then moved to stand before the last person, Elder Zhawen.

"You should be the leader of this group, right?"

"What should I call you?"

Elder Zhawen had been utterly shocked by Jiang Fan's corpse-searching behavior.

Now that he heard Jiang Fan's question, he immediately came back to his senses.

"I'm Zhawen, one of the eight members of the think tank of Cost Group!"

"They all call me Elder Zhawen!"

"But you can call me Zhawen!"

Zhawen's voice was incomparably calm, without the slightest hint of fear.

Jiang Fan was slightly surprised.

"You're not afraid?"

Zhawen smiled faintly.

"Of course I'm afraid!"

"Who in this world isn't afraid of death?"

"But now that things have reached this point, fear is useless!"

"I can only let nature take its course!"

Jiang Fan shook his head slightly.

"You're