Zhao Guo'an and Zhen Jinghan went to bid farewell to Du Yunping. Zhongli Meng glanced at Xiao Feng leisurely drinking tea in the pavilion and said to Zhongli Chenpu, "Grandpa, shall I go express my gratitude to Mr. Xiao?"
"That's appropriate." Zhongli Chenpu nodded, "I'll go with you."
Upon hearing this, Zhongli Meng's eyes revealed a trace of reluctance, but she still nodded.
Of course, this reluctance wasn't because she didn't want her grandfather to thank Xiao Feng personally.
"Mr. Xiao, I'm grateful to you!" Zhongli Chenpu approached, cupped his hands, and bent over to salute.
Xiao Feng quickly stood up and supported him, "No need to be so formal, sir. This was a small effort for me. Besides, I wholeheartedly admire your dedication to protect the nation in your youth."
"It was the call of the times," Zhongli Chenpu sighed, "Even if I weren't there, many others would have stood up.
