"I feel the same. If there's any chance I can help Mr. Su in the future, I hope he will let me know. I, Ren Xuetao, will definitely do my best," Ren Xuetao quickly said.
"Thank you very much." With those words, Su Changfeng strode toward the city gate. Shen Mao and the others were worthless in his eyes now, so he naturally had no need to waste time on them.
Watching Su Changfeng and his group gradually fade into the distance, Shen Mao let out a long sigh. He wanted to maintain their relationship, but he couldn't really help Su Changfeng with anything. Even if he wanted to, he had nothing substantial to offer.
Ren Xuetao patted Shen Mao's shoulder and comforted him, "He's such an expert, it's normal for him not to look up to us. If even he can't accomplish something, how could we possibly be of help?"
"Right!" Suddenly, Ren Xuetao seemed to think of something and asked, "Did he not say previously that he wanted to heal you?"
