Ren Feifan could tell from a few details about the man that he must be really poor and heavily engaged in physical labor for quite a long time.
His face was dark, but it revealed a hint of wax-like yellow, obviously a result of long-term malnutrition.
It seemed that out of desperation he had no choice but to resort to such a lowly strategy, yet it was evident that he was a man of integrity.
Otherwise, he wouldn't carry out such an act in such an unruly place.
However, most people around him only stood by and watched quietly, none were venting their frustrations on him.
This led to only a few scattered coins in the basin in front of him.
Just then, a young man in a suit walked in and asked: "Brother, regardless of how hard or soft my punch is, it costs 5 yuan?"
At this, the burly man's eyes sparkled with joy, nodded and said: "Yes, go ahead!"
