Zhao Ping'an was silent for quite a while before he finally looked up at Su Yang and nodded slowly, "I'll use this method!"
Su Yang smiled, reached out and patted Zhao Ping'an on the shoulder, "You've got some guts. Since that's the case, you should finish what you need to do first, so you don't have any regrets."
Zhao Ping'an's eyes reddened as he wiped away the tears in the corners of his eyes and nodded forcefully, then hurried out of the martial arts hall.
Su Yang followed from a distance, not disturbing Zhao Ping'an, wanting to see what he would do.
The first thing Zhao Ping'an did was go to the bank and withdraw all the little over a thousand yuan he had in his account. However, he didn't leave but stood in front of the ATM, pondered for a moment, and eventually inserted the card Fu Dewei had given him and withdrew another two thousand yuan.
