The young man was immediately taken away, and this time the cost of his injury would probably teach him a lesson. But it's a good thing, spending money to avoid disaster is always better than facing real danger in the future and regretting it too late.
Yuchi looked at the last piece of beef on the plate; he wasn't in a hurry to eat it. The taste didn't matter; what mattered was the expression when eating. His expression had to be just right, the aura had to be right, and when drinking tea, he blew the foam before taking a sip, then frowned and shook his head. This demeanor couldn't be lost, after all, he was still a down-on-his-luck young lad.
At this moment, the girl finally stood there "forlornly," looking utterly innocent, as if the whole world had abandoned her. She rubbed her red eyes, and tears streamed down as she started a heartfelt monologue:
