Three proper bows.
Looking at Chen Fuzhong's lifelike image, Wang Dong couldn't help feeling a little wistful.
Back when he had gone to the newly established Black Stone Kingdom as a frontier patrolman, Chen Fuzhong had been the captain of a Star Destroyer, yet he hadn't put on much of an act.
He had treated Wang Dong with respect and even shared some knowledge about the evolution of Kindling Warships.
On top of that, he had later taken the initiative to invite Wang Dong on an Otherworldly Space hunt.
Perhaps these gestures had been no more than small favors to Chen Fuzhong.
But Wang Dong remembered every bit of kindness he received from outsiders.
What's more, Wang Dong had relied on the Auxiliary System to take the Otherworldly Space Coordinates stored in the Otherworldly Space Signal Beacon that belonged to Chen Fuzhong.
That had cost Chen Fuzhong something.
Though Chen Fuzhong himself knew nothing about it, Wang Dong kept the debt of gratitude in mind.
As for the coordinates to the Otherworldly Space battlefield where the Cybertronian Civilization was located, which he later obtained from the special Otherworldly Space Signal Beacon left behind by the Tiger Den Eagle Pool—
That, too, counted as a favor.
But in Wang Dong's heart, it still didn't weigh as much as the earlier one.
In fact, the relative weight of those two favors illustrated a simple truth.
If you want someone to owe you, the best time to help them is before they make their mark!
Take Wang Dong and Chen Fuzhong, for example.
Judging solely by the practical value of the two favors,
the special Otherworldly Space Signal Beacon containing information about the Cybertronian Civilization was certainly worth far more than the first.
Moreover, the latter was effectively the only thing Chen Fuzhong