The feeling of being trusted is truly wonderful.
Hearing Aunt Zhang's words as soon as he came out, Tang Rao, no matter how tired, felt comforted in his heart.
"Dear villagers, sorry to keep you all waiting."
Everyone was captivated by this elegant young man.
Tang Rao looked so delicate, completely unlike the suave figure they had imagined in their hearts.
"Are you the benefactor?"
Everyone looked at Tang Rao, their eyes full of disbelief.
"If you're talking about the person you've been waiting for, then that should be me."
Tang Rao smiled with his eyes squinted at the people present, conveying nothing but positive energy to them.
"Oh benefactor, our lives entirely depend on you. Our village has been full of good people for generations, without any malicious intent, yet now many have died or fallen ill. We earnestly implore you to find a cure for us soon."
