Still confused, Ji Jue asked, “But why me? If you really wanted to donate, wouldn’t it have been better to use your own name?”

Chen Xingzhou offered a mocking smile directed at himself. “If it were me, even if I donated the money, I still wouldn’t receive this kind of treatment. The Bishop told me that if I wanted to truly earn something fair and honorable, money alone wouldn’t do it. He asked whether I could do more good deeds in the future. I can’t. I’m probably destined to do dirty work for the rest of my life. But at the very least, Yubo can live a respectable life…” 

A heartfelt smile spread across his face as he looked at Ji Jue. “Thank you, Ji Jue. Because of your donation, nine charitable hospitals have already introduced new medical equipment. Next, the Radiant Church will use this money to promote a new vaccination program across all of Haizhou. Those shares will be held long-term by the Church, and every dividend earned from them will provide long-term dialysis treatment for people who otherwise could never afford it. From this day forward, you will always be a friend of the Radiant Church.”

Ji Jue fell silent, lowering his head to look at the badge in his hand.

Less than a week of protection had somehow earned him such an enormous reward. Even though he had never considered...