It wasn't Chen Yubo, nor was it Chen Xingzhou.

It was Ji Jue...

Wait a second?!

Ji, Ji, jue, Jue?

His eyes grew wide; he leaned in, scrutinized carefully, confirmed over and over, and for a long time, he was still utterly befuddled.

Then, he saw the last thing Chen Xingzhou handed over.

A small badge.

In simple terms, it was a metal pin with no spiritual fluctuations, engraved with the mark of Chongguang Church and adorned with three layers of gold trim, the back etched with Ji Jue's name.

The final imprint was the mark of the spirit of light as an anti-counterfeit measure.

This was the only token of thanks Chongguang Church provided for benefactors of significant donations, and at the same time, it was a true luxury item, hard to come by even with all the wealth in the world, rarely seen on the vanity fair.

Only those who truly donated billions for charity, thereby saving countless people from illness, hardship, and dire straits, would receive this badge from the hands of Chongguang Church.

Not for sale, nor transferable, once Ji Jue passed away, someone would even come to collect it, to offer it at the wall of good deeds in the Central Sanctuary.

In short, this was a bona fide 'good person certificate' recognized worldwide!

With this, Ji Jue could stride with pride anywhere he went; even if he went to Central Earth, to the Empire, anyone who laid eyes on his badge would bow their heads in greeting, welcoming him.

He could even stroll straight into the governor's mansion, pat the Governor's bald head, and tell him, "I think you've been falling short on a few things lately," and the Governor would just smile and admit, "You're right."

On the surface, it held no power, yet its true influence had long encompassed all areas.

No one would disdain a person who did good deeds.

And no one would sincerely harbor dissatisfaction or disrespect toward someone wearing the Chongshan Badge.

From then on, Ji Jue was an official do-gooder, verified in person by Chongguang Church!

Starting from today...

"Before I came here, I spoke with the elder about you."

Chen Xingzhou smiled, "The elder said thank you, wanted to invite you over when you're free, and from now on, you will always be a distinguished guest of Chongguang Church, no matter where you go, they are your friends."

Ji Jue looked up toward the elder surrounded by a crowd in the distance.

The aged elder turned back, nodding at Ji Jue when his gaze met his.

His eyes brimming with heartfelt warmth and appreciation.

"But why me?"

In his perplexity, Ji Jue questioned, "If you really wanted to donate, wouldn't using your own name be better?"

"If it were me, even with a donation, I wouldn't receive this kind of treatment."

Chen Xingzhou chuckled self-deprecatingly, "The bishop told me that just giving money is useless if you want to have clear and tangible results. He asked me if I could do more good deeds in the future, but I can't.

I'm probably destined to do dirty work all my life, but at least Ah Bo can live a clean one..."

His laughter spread from the heart as he looked at him:

"Thank you, Ji Jue."

"Nine charity hospitals have introduced new equipment thanks to your donation, and next, Chongguang Church will use this money to roll out a new vaccine across Hai Province. Those shares will be held by Chongguang Church for the long term, and all the dividends earned will provide long-term dialysis to many who can't afford it."

He said, "From now on, you will always be a friend of Chongguang Church."

"..."

Ji Jue fell silent, looking down at the badge in his hand.

In just under a week, such substantial compensation had come his way, even though he had never thought of keeping this money for himself, even if Chen Xingzhou offered it, he wouldn't take it.

But at this moment, he still felt elated and truly pleased by Chen Xingzhou's gift.

However, with such a sizeable donation, what price did it hide behind?

What was this?

A reward?

With a faint smile, he did not melodramatically refuse or push away but confidently pocketed the badge, then asked, "Isn't this a little miserly for the life-saving benefactor of your younger brother?"

"A token of modest gratitude doesn't prevent us from being friends or foes in the future."

Chen Xingzhou, holding the armrests of his wheelchair, sat up straight, and seriously inquired, "It's probably a useless question, but I still want to ask – are you interested in coming to Desert Market?

The Speaker position turns over every decade, and with your talents, perhaps it would be effortless. No, maybe with you around, I wouldn't even hold my position for this decade."

"Sorry, I'm not interested at all."

Ji Jue waved his hand decisively, "Keep that kind of thing for yourself to play with."

The rain had stopped; it was time to go.

Having taken so many days off, he had a lot of things to do.

If he hurried in the middle of the day, he could even pick up the youngest ones from school on the way.

And so, Ji Jue left without any reluctance or hesitation.

Under the eaves, the droplets fell, glistening, and the coastline beyond the distant gate shimmered with rippling light.

The wind that met his face was ever so refreshing.

The sound of the tide surged, as always.

Just like the distant echoes from half a month before.

Outside the cemetery gate, Ji Jue looked back one last time, glimpsing at the fleeting truth.

Everything started from the attack on Chen Yubo by Lei Yaoxing, followed by the wide-spreading news of Lei Wuye's critical condition...

And what sparked that attack?

An inexplicable bet, a sports car enthusiast who never dared to drive over eighty miles, a rich second generation used as a pawn, an untraceable woman, and Ji Jue, the unlucky one wrapped into all this by sheer coincidence.

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