However, Chen Fengxiao immediately pulled his gaze away from those gleaming golden leaves, because he sensed the faintly mocking look in Zhang Xiaohua's eyes. Yes, mocking. This brat actually set a trap for me. Does he think I'm some fool like Cheng Shi, who reaches out the moment he sees gold? Does he think I'm some useless sack like Ma Xu, who only knows how to spit on newcomers? If I want it, I'll make him offer it to me with both hands—while kneeling on the ground, no less. Otherwise, I can't even be bothered to take it.
Chen Fengxiao swallowed, looked up at Zhang Xiaohua, whose eyes were filled with "utter mockery," and raised a thumb. "Brother Ren, good. Your elder brother has nothing else to say—just one word: well done."
Then he looked at Ma Xu and Cheng Shi. "A true hero must distinguish gratitude from grievance, repaying virtue with virtue and resentment with resentment. If others respect me by an inch, I respect them by a yard; if others do not respect me, why should I respect them? Ma Xu is a disciple of our Herb Department, so we can discuss the matter between you two later. But Cheng Shi is a disciple of their Pill Department. We can't refuse to give our good friends and good brothers, whom we see day and night, a little face. Wouldn't you agree?"
Then he walked before Zhang Xiaohua and warmly took his hand. "Brother Ren, I know this is your first time at Tianmu Peak, and your first time meeting the brothers of our Herb Department. Mm, perhaps also your first time meeting the brothers of our Pill-Refining Hall. The Pill Department is also part of our Pill-Refining Hall. That slap just now may be counted as venting the