"Saint Chen has a heart of great righteousness, on behalf of the common people of the Central Prefecture, I thank you here."
Listening to Chen Mu's words, Lu Zongxi bowed once again towards Chen Mu, a hint of relief in his eyes.
In his early years, Chen Mu served as an official in a remote corner of the Cold North, and when he left, even tens of thousands of people saw him off. This matter has spread with Chen Mu's fame shaking the world. Today, Chen Mu has ascended the apex of power, invincible in the world, yet he does not turn a blind eye to the common people, which is indeed a blessing for the masses.
"It's not about great righteousness, merely a lift of a finger."
Chen Mu shook his head slightly.
