"Yes, don't worry."
Fang Yue glanced coolly at County Magistrate Lin and took the silver banknote.
"Thank you, my lord! Thank you, my lord!" Seeing Fang Yue accept the silver banknote, County Magistrate Lin's face broke into a wide smile as he bowed repeatedly.
Fang Yue found it amusing. He had taken County Magistrate Lin's silver, and yet the man was acting eternally grateful to him.
'Isn't it just because of power? Isn't it because a single word from me can change his destiny?'
Fang Yue shook his head internally, but the thought also served as a warning to himself.
In the past, he had practiced the Martial Dao to survive and to live a better life.
Now, that goal remained unchanged.
'If I want a better life, I can't be bowing and scraping to everyone. I might unknowingly offend someone powerful and bring disaster upon myself.'
