"This..."
Fang Han looked at the envelope but didn't take it. His brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
"Please, don't worry, Young Master. This is standard practice. The Patriarch has also prepared a token of his appreciation for the other four who came with you. There is no ulterior motive, merely a gesture to foster good relations."
Xu Yan added hastily upon seeing Fang Han's hesitation.
Hearing that the other four had also received one, Fang Han's doubts dissipated. He mulled it over for a moment before reaching out and accepting the envelope.
It felt surprisingly heavy in his hand; the envelope's weight was not insignificant.
"Patriarch Xu is too kind."
Fang Han said, his tone turning polite.
"Then this old servant will not disturb your rest any longer. I'll take my leave."
Xu Yan smiled at his words.
After speaking, he bowed deeply, retreated cautiously from the room, and gently closed the door behind him.
Fang Han walked to the table and picked up the envelope.
