Fan Shun felt inconceivable looking at Shangguan Hou's face.
If memory served him right. Shangguan Hou had worked at Mirage Base for almost two decades.
However, his real face looked exceptionally young.
Shangguan Hou failed to detect the look on Fan Shun's face. He simply said, "Thanks for everything. It's time for me to leave. Call me anytime in the future."
It was a promise to return the favor.
Fan Shun's lips moved upwards. He stood up from the chair. "Think nothing of it. I will get my men to see you off."
Shangguan Hou paused briefly but did not turn down the offer. Since he already owed Fan Shun a favor, there was no point feeling awkward about it.
"I appreciate it."
Before long, Shangguan Hou got into the car and left.
Fan Shun stood on the second-floor balcony and watched mildly as the black car disappeared out of his sight.
