Fu Yi was momentarily at a loss for words.
Men don't need too many sentimental words between them.
He gazed deeply at the man before him for a few seconds, reached out, patted Li Shengxiao on the chest, and whispered in gratitude, "Thanks."
Li Shengxiao, rarely seen smiling, gave a small grin, pulled his hand away, and returned the gesture with a light punch on his chest, his expression relaxed, "Why say thanks between us? It was Rong Yan who brought Sir Nie back, not me. She said you've helped her many times before, and she never found the chance to return the favor. She's happy to help you this time."
Fu Yi laughed along with him, letting his hand drop, feeling his mood lighten, "I'll treat you guys to dinner another day!"
"Dinner's not necessary." Li Shengxiao gave him a look, "Just help me 'watch over' her more in the future."
