Feng Xuan clenched his hand tightly.
Bai Sheng laughed out loud.
"Look how nervous you are. Do you believe your own words?"
Feng Xuan's body grew increasingly rigid.
Bai Sheng took out a bag of silver coins.
Threw it in front of Feng Xuan.
"This is for you."
"For what purpose?"
"To thank you for serving Su Yan so anxiously for so long. Think of it as your payment.
In the future, you still need to take good care of her. After all, I can't always be by her side to take care of her."
Feng Xuan looked down at the money bag.
His pale face showed no expression.
Just his back straight and tense.
As if any movement would betray the emotions within his heart.
After a long time, he spoke.
"Do you like the master?"
Bai Sheng straightened his sleeves.
"Your master is my savior.
I need to do something for her.
You just need to serve her well. The rest is between me and your master."
