Came From Oliver’s Doubts

"My Lord, you've come not too far. It's been hard on you. This humble servant has sent you a cultivation source flower as a token of my appreciation. Please accept it." Berkeley smiled and clapped his hands. The servant behind him walked forward with a brocade box in both hands.

The servant opened the brocade box. A golden medicinal herb was placed inside, and there were some golden lights flowing on it.

"Hahaha, Lord Berkeley, you're too kind. I'm just following the rules. There's no need to talk about hard work. I, Beck, feel uncomfortable with this big gift." Although Beck said this, the greed in his eyes revealed his true thoughts.

"Lord Beck is here for the matter of the Iron Cloud Village. If I let you fail this time, it will make me feel uneasy. Please take this gift."

Berkeley was also very tactful. He once again returned the gift to Baker.