This matter could not be brought into the open, after all.
The reward had also been personally applied for by Zhao Lin on He Song's behalf.
Naturally, Zhao Lin had to be the one to speak of this belated merit himself for it to seem all the more precious.
He Song took the benefits for himself, while Zhao Lin naturally received the gratitude.
Having been friends with Zhao Lin for several years, He Song naturally understood this friend's character somewhat.
A single word of thanks from him would keep Zhao Lin happy for quite a while.
However.
He Song had clearly hired someone to kill an Immortal Market cultivator who had intended to harm him.
Yet after Zhao Lin's maneuvering, it became He Song exposing an evil cultivator hidden within the Immortal Market.
And on those grounds, he had even secured a reward.
This... if He Song had not orchestrated the matter himself from start to finish, he might have believed Zhao Lin's nonsense.
Zhao Lin had been so considerate of him.
Naturally, He Song would not begrudge him a word of thanks.
"Fellow Daoist is being too modest. As a Spirit Plant Farmer, you serve the Immortal Market. The Immortal Market will naturally record your contributions, so how can you say you have made none?"
Shaking his head, Zhao Lin verbally affirmed He Song's contributions to the Immortal Market.
At the same time, his right hand swept across the table.
A delicate little box immediately appeared before He Song.
"Fellow Daoist, you are a nobleman with a poor memory. Three years ago, you removed a great scourge for the Immortal Market. With such merit, how could you say you made no contribution? The Immortal Market has now issued a reward, and naturally I had to deliver it to your