Upon sensing the change in Zhang Qubing's gaze and recalling that October Xue had said that he was a fanatical believer of the Salvation Army, Hong Guangming put the stack of notes in his pocket and muttered, "I worked so hard my entire life. Wasn't it just to let my descendants lead a better life?"
He then waved his hand. "Alright, I'll go in and get your pass done."
He waved his non-mechanical right hand.
Upon seeing Hong Guangming limp back to the Ubei Administrative Committee building, Jiang Baimian turned her head to glance at Shang Jianyao.
Shang Jianyao's expression was solemn as if he were a little jaded and disappointed.
"Let's go. Weren't you mentally prepared?" Jiang Baimian urged him.
Shang Jianyao sighed. "You don't understand."
