He raised his head slightly, his eyes gleaming with a peculiar light.
"I can sense a certain principle in you. You and I are the same kind at heart."
"Besides, this one hundred million reward should be enough to firmly establish such principles."
Saying this, he shrugged, his demeanor exceptionally carefree.
Fang Cheng stared at him, trying to see through him.
Vaguely, he could feel that Cheng Jiashu's words were indeed sincere, not fabricated, nor held any trace of threat or temptation.
This strange sense of trust slightly moved a corner of Fang Cheng's heart.
Finally, Fang Cheng chose to nod and responded solemnly:
"All I can say is that I'll try my best."
"Just doing your best is enough."
Cheng Jiashu's face showed a relieved smile, like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.
He took a deep look at Fang Cheng, as if engraving this man's image into his mind.
He then bowed solemnly, murmured a word of thanks.
