The two pieces of Tiger Bone Hong San took out are top-quality tiger bones, superior to the ones soaked, and for a Talisman Master like Jiang Hu, they are priceless treasures, and if sold well, could be exchanged for a car.
"Everyone gets a share," he said.
Hong San pushed a bottle of Tiger Bone Wine and a piece of top-quality tiger bone in front of Zhang Fan.
"This... this isn't right," Zhang Fan hesitated.
It was his first time meeting the other party, and accepting such a hefty gift really felt inappropriate.
"Little Sui's friend is my friend; more friends, more paths. Who knows, I might have to ask for your help in the future..."
Hong San said heartily, "Are you not accepting my gift because you're afraid I'll ask you to do something?"
"If you're afraid, I won't force you."
"Brother Hong, what are you saying?"
Faced with such enthusiasm, Zhang Fan felt embarrassed not to accept.
"That's better."
Hong San handed over two cups to them.
