"Boss Su, I want to ask you something."
Upon stepping outside the tunnel, Old Zhou suddenly grabbed Su Xuan's arm. "You said the Bodhisattva's base was jammed by an iron rod and that you were the one who fixed it... you aren't planning to stiff me on my hardship pay, are you?"
Yes. He was worried Su Xuan wouldn't give him the one million in hardship pay.
"What do you think?" Su Xuan countered with a smile, looking at Old Zhou.
"Er..." Old Zhou grew flustered.
It seemed like he hadn't done a single thing from start to finish. Su Xuan had found the stone temple's entrance, and Su Xuan had fixed the Bodhisattva. As for him? He'd just been along for the ride. Oh, right, he did sell a few hundred yuan worth of talismans.
"Master Zhou," Zhao Yuansi chimed in, "you were just like me. We went in, knelt down, and did nothing. Why don't you just forget about the money?"
