"Xiaoshan, if you don't care about this, then truly no one will."
Xin Lei saw that Wu Xiaoshan was genuinely angry, but she still grabbed him, patiently trying to persuade him.
Wu Xiaoshan's heart was truly ablaze with anger, he hadn't stinted on his efforts for the village.
Yet not only had his efforts failed to garner much good will from the villagers, some people were always single-mindedly trying to pry money out of his pockets.
Damn it, if Young Master had money to spare, he'd give it to you for free.
But right now was the time he needed money, and Young Master was hoping to get some from others.
Listening to Xin Lei's persuasion, Wu Xiaoshan felt it wasn't right to vent his anger on her.
"Xiaolei, just leave this matter alone. These people are lazy and good-for-nothing, we shouldn't indulge them."
"But the problem now is to solve the security work of the Underground Temple, we can't just ignore it!"
