Xu Le stared at Chang Fengle with a smile.
"You founded the Tree Herders for me? Then I really must thank you for doing something so momentous for me."
Chang Fengle glanced up at Xu Le. That smile that never reached his eyes frightened him.
It had only been a few days since he had seen his big brother. Why did he seem less kindly than usual?
"Big brother, could you help me?"
"Help you? How would you like me to help?"
Actually, Chang Fengle really wanted to sit down and knock on the door. "You there? Spare some fruit."
But he knew that if he really said that, Xu Le would most likely knife him.
Although Xu Le had seemed very easygoing during their missions, Chang Fengle knew perfectly well that he was no saint.
Everything that had happened between him and Bai Jing made that clear...
Even if Xu Le was not one of those supremely evil Warlocks from the Red Moon Holy Temple, he probably was not far off.
So... when dealing with a Warlock like Xu Le, he had to remain humble.
He could not let a tiny bit of success go to his head.
Having thought it through, Chang Fengle knelt down again.
Thump, thump, thump!
"Stop kowtowing..." Xu Le was rather speechless.
If this fellow negotiated terms and discussed cooperation with him, he would have been a little interested.
But Chang Fengle had done nothing but kowtow since arriving. What was that supposed to be?
"Big brother, if I don't kowtow, I don't even know what I should do next."
"A man should never kneel lightly." Xu Le was still trying to dissuade him.
But Chang Fengle was even more forthright.
"Exactly, a man's knees are worth gold. I'm just cashing mine in early.