Fang Che squinted his eyes and chuckled: "Are you here to pick me up?"
"Of course!"
Zhao Shanhe said righteously: "You made great contributions on the Baiwu Continent, naturally I'm here to welcome you!"
"Then let's go."
Fang Che laughed heartily.
Zhao Shanhe walked beside Fang Che, his eyes kept glancing at those hundreds of escort vehicles, itching with impatience. After walking for dozens of miles, he couldn't help but ask: "Fang Che, are there really tens of billions in those vehicles?"
Fang Che rolled his eyes: "Since you're here to welcome me, don't worry about the money."
"Uh, uh."
Zhao Shanhe was stumped, his face turning purple.
Wanting to stay behind and check out the escort vehicles, he was pulled back by Fang Che: "What are you sneaking to the back for when you're supposed to welcome me?"
Zhao Shanhe seemed to be sitting on pins and needles, looking restless.
Finally, he asked again: "Really tens of billions?"
