As he spoke, he took out a one-thousand-tael silver note he had already prepared. "A small token of my appreciation. It's not much, but please take it to buy some wine for you and your brothers to ward off the cold on the road. I hope you'll do me the honor of accepting it."
Tang Zhenshan glanced at his master, Du Lingchuan.
Du Lingchuan was in a fine mood and gave a slight nod.
Only then did Tang Zhenshan accept the silver note. A smile touched his lips as he made a show of refusing, "You're too kind, Junior Brother Chen. Slaying demons, defending the righteous path, and saving the innocent are all part of our duty. But since you've been so generous, it would be rude of us to decline."
He discreetly tucked the silver note into his robes.
"It was my pleasure. Thank you for your hard work, Brother Tang and everyone else!" Chen Qing said, cupping his fist once more.
Watching how thoughtfully Chen Qing handled matters, Du Lingchuan's estimation of him rose even higher.
