Especially Yang Fan.
There had been twenty or thirty people attending the dinner, spanning all walks of life.
His Feixun friends list now contained a group of genuinely high-quality connections.
Any one of them might be able to decide the fates of countless people with a single word.
Yang Fan knew that this was another investment Gu Xuanting had made in him.
Though it did not have a clearly defined value like Xiling Star.
The value contained within these connections far exceeded that of a life-bearing planet.
After all, the most profitable and safest business in this world had never been trading resources, but information asymmetry.
And these people happened to stand at the very peak of their respective industries.
Sometimes, a casual conversation, an inadvertently revealed piece of news, or even an ordinary-looking social media post.
Could contain opportunities that ordinary people would never encounter in their lifetimes.
Their value simply could not be measured in numbers.
Returning to reality, Yang Fan reached out and pulled Gu Le into his arms, smiling as he said:
"Honey, help me thank Father-in-law."
"That's what the old man should do. What's there to thank him for?"
Gu Le waved her hand indifferently.
Yang Fan merely smiled and said nothing more.
He then gently held Gu Le.
Feeling the warmth in his arms, his tightly wound mind finally relaxed.
The war with the Undead Demigod had been intense these past days.
Although, with his current strength, even going without rest for several months would not affect him.
The mental exhaustion was real.
Before long, Yang Fan slowly closed his eyes and entered a long-missed dream.
Early the next morning.
Gu Le was still sound asleep.
Yet Yang Fan's consciousness had already entered the Divine Kingdom.
The Undead Race Divine Kingdom was already