"Brother Chen, we have distributed everything. If there's anything else we can help with, just let us know."
Wu Guang's face was filled with respect.
Not just him, the eyes of those behind him were also full of admiration.
"Nothing for now."
Chen Fan shook his head, "Thank you for your hard work. You guys should go rest."
"It's no trouble at all."
Upon hearing this, the few of them looked flattered.
"Brother Chen, this is nothing. When Zhao Da was around, that was real hardship." Someone smiled wryly.
"Yes, many people died from the exhaustion back then, and some even..."
"Ahem," Wu Guang lightly coughed, interrupting the person. He turned to Chen Fan, "Brother Chen, we will go now. If you need anything, you can find us outside."
Chen Fan glanced at him, remembered something, and instructed, "Make sure to post somebody at the entrance to inform me immediately if anyone approaches."
"Understood."
Wu Guang promptly agreed and left with the others.
