Regardless of what happened, there would always be someone taking responsibility. This way, the masses could live a safe and peaceful life.
Many were envious of China. They claimed that it was the only country that doesn't have to worry about war. The people could live normally without fear.
The mornings in Jiang City were bustling with life.
There was an old-style alley beside the courtyard.
One stall in the alley sold freshly made fried dough sticks matched with either a cup of soya bean milk or soya bean pudding. The piping hot food could cause people to sweat but yet, it was delicious and refreshing.
When the boss saw Lin Feng alone, he chuckled. "You're having one set today?"
"Mmh," Lin Feng replied haphazardly.
The boss wiped the table and set it, turning to grab the dough sticks.
When Lin Feng lowered his head to drink the soya bean drink, he smiled. He wasn't used to it but he would have to live through it.
