Yang Chen burst into laughter: "Haha, Brother Chai, you said it yourself - we hit it off right away. There's no need to be so polite, these are just some welcome gifts, if you ever need anything in the future, just let me know."
Chai Tao couldn't help but feel touched in his heart. He had lived for so many years, and because of his weak strength, he had always been the object of ridicule and bullying within the sect. Almost no one looked up to him. In order to save face, he had arrived here, but even Heaven wouldn't help him. Over the years, he had barely accumulated any merit points, living cautiously.
Being treated with such respect was the first time he had experienced it since entering the battlefield.