Back at the RV, Liu Zhizhong sat down, drank some tea, smoked, and watched the stars, the moon, and the farm. He gazed at the luxury villa estate across from him.
A surge of emotions rose within him as he contemplated how fascinating fate was! He had come into contact with a powerful social class.
Look around the world, the world belonged to this class.
Who could contend with them? If you can't beat them, join them?
Fight?
Forget it, do you dare?
Join?
Without an opportunity, do you have a chance?
Liu Zhizhong was fortunate, he now had this opportunity?
After joining, what would it mean? Everyone could imagine...
Sometimes, many people in society hate corrupt officials and such, is it because of unfairness? Possibly!
But also because those who hate them can't become like them; once they do, perhaps they will become even more detestable?
Human nature dictates!
Has the story of the dragon-slaying youth eventually becoming a wicked dragon not occurred often?
