John slowly walked out of the building.
John exhaled softly.
Not long ago.
He was also just an unknown working-class person.
A very common and dutiful working-class person.
But now.
The luxurious building that came into view didn't interest him at all.
His original dream was just to have a small house and live a blissful life with his lover.
This dream might take him a lifetime to fulfill.
Unfortunately, the rich were heartless and treated the commoners as weeds.
For insignificant people like John.
If not for this miraculous encounter, the best result would just be for him to be killed.
Maybe it was because the heavens took pity on the common people, so it picked John out from the masses and gave him the ability to speak up for the common people.
Of course, helping the common people would have to wait.
Now, he was just trying to resolve the anger in his heart.
