When Mr. Xu saw Fang Chen, he quickly brought the young couple and the grandchildren at home to salute Fang Chen.

"Why are you so polite?"

Fang Chen smiled lightly, glanced at those energetic faces, took out some spiritual stones, and each person sealed a red envelope for a hundred lower-grade spiritual stones.

Everyone was stunned immediately and looked at Mr. Xu blankly.

"It's just for good luck, keep it."

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

Mr. Xu's expression changed slightly, and he quickly said to his grandchildren: "I still haven't thanked you, sir."

"Thank you sir!"

The young men and women accepted the red envelopes with trembling hands.

One hundred low-grade spiritual stones for each person is extremely generous. When the Xu family was still wealthy, they never received such a big red envelope during the Chinese New Year.

Mr. Xu once again plucked up the courage to invite Fang Chen to the New Year's Eve dinner.

Fang Chen thought for a while, then nodded in agreement and followed them to leave.

Not far away, monk surnamed Zhou and a group of subordinates stared at Fang Chen thoughtfully.

"This guy spends a lot of money, what's his origin?"

"Have you forgotten? He killed five people and paid a fine of five thousand..."

"So it was him? I thought he had been killed by Chen Sheng... It seems that Chen Sheng took the first step before he could kill him..."

The monk surnamed Zhou was thoughtful, then smiled gloomily: "This guy has a lot of money, what kind of cultivation level is he?"

"The registration is for the early stage of foundation construction."

"My cultivation level is not high..."
Chapter completed!