Hearing Han Zheng say this, Yang Chen waved a hand. "Enough, Han Zheng. I was indeed somewhat displeased when you suspected me from the very beginning, but your vigilance was ultimately not wrong. And since you were willing to protect Zhang Yonglin to the death, I greatly admire that. If not for that, your life might not have remained yours today."
Han Zheng inwardly sighed as well. He truly had not expected that what everyone had thought was a path to survival would end with the entire army wiped out.
He had already believed certain death awaited him, yet through a strange twist of fate, he had picked his life back up. The world was truly unpredictable, changing in the blink of an eye.
"Big Brother Yang, where did you come from?" Zhang Yonglin asked.
Han Zheng hurriedly rebuked him. "Young Master, how can you casually pry into Young Master Yang's identity?"
Hearing this, Yang Chen shook his head helplessly. "Han Zheng, there is no need for this. Zhang Yonglin and I are fated to meet. Since he bears me nothing but goodwill, I naturally hold no ill will toward him. Still, Zhang Yonglin, you must remember this: Han Zheng's words are all precious counsel, words of gold and jade. You must keep them firmly in your heart in the future. As for where I came from, do not ask again. This cannot be explained in just a few words!"
"Oh, Big Brother Yang, I understand." Zhang Yonglin was exceptionally obedient, and after hearing Yang Chen's words, he asked no more.
Seeing that Yang Chen truly bore no ill intentions, Han Zheng finally let out a long breath of relief. He was a seasoned man and knew that people like Yang Chen, weather-beaten from the road, hated nothing more than