Jiang Yuan, once a part of the corporate working class, knows well how important team contributions are to be recognized.
Today, by directly seizing the opportunity, they dragged the system-identified slayable ingredient, a lifeless Flood Dragon corpse that had lost external life signs, into the slaughterhouse, allowing everyone to enjoy the feast of Flood Dragon meat. The greatest credit goes to Bai Yunqi and Xie Chenyuan, and everyone should know it.
"We're blessed by the light of these two seniors today. Thanks to your bravery in fighting the Flood Dragon, we get to enjoy this delicacy. Here's to the two of you, wishing you all the best in your endeavors and ever-progressing in your cultivation."
With these simple words, Hu Zhile made Xie Chenyuan's face flush slightly. Having mooched off meals for so long, he suddenly felt a sense of achievement and belonging.
Thinking about his contribution to the ingredients on the table filled him with pride and satisfaction.
