For Zhang Dan Shui, their so called friendship was worthless.
Looking to the street through the window, Zhang Dan Shui could see the lively familiar street. The corner of his lips curled up to form a faint smile filled with mockery.
In the past, this liveliness would never be associated with him.
And now, a lot of people were trying their best to be on his good look.
'People are surprisingly very materialistic.'
The truth of human nature was very clear in this regard. Zhang Dan Shui would not judge them either. He knew very well that he himself was the same in regards that he would try to curry favor with the strong and powerful.
When he was weak and had nothing but potential, he was desperate to survive. He was trying his best to find someone who could protect him and brought out his real potential.
