In gratitude for Feng Mu's psychological counseling, Wang Jian didn't take the Black Core Feng Mu handed over.
The reason being, he skipped work yesterday afternoon, so since they didn't burn the Calamity Corpses together, all the work was done by Feng Mu alone, thus the Black Core didn't need to be evenly split.
This is a good person, reasonable and doesn't just want to take advantage.
Feng Mu didn't like pushing back and forth, so he kept the Black Core and handed Wang Jian 200 yuan, considering it as if he bought it.
"We made the rules together, so we have to stick to them. If I have to go out next time and you burn stuff by yourself, would you take it all?" Feng Mu forcefully stuffed the money into Wang Jian's pocket.
Seeing Feng Mu was already insisting so much, Wang Jian had no choice but to accept the money, thinking to himself: "Indeed, Feng Mu is just like me, a very good person."
