"That's good."
Fang Che was also satisfied.
He entered the side hall to inspect the spoils from yesterday, but upon reaching the entrance, he was overwhelmed with a strong odor.
Everything gathered from the pirate's nest, how could there not be a smell?
Sun Wutian being able to bring it out was already a big deal.
Seeing the entire hall piled high with mountains of gold, silver, and resources, Fang Che was taken aback.
This was stacked up higher than the beam, straight to the ceiling.
"Lord Wu."
"I am here."
"The gold and silver here, I won't take them, leave it all to the Guardian Hall."
Fang Che said, "Among these resources, select some to load onto the vehicles."
"Yes! Thank you, Captain Fang, for your generosity."
Wu Zhiyun was extremely excited.
With these resources, plus the original half-income, the Guardian Hall in Baiwu Continent wouldn't have to worry about resources and money for at least three hundred years.
