The man's eyes reddened, every past event now transformed into a heavy hammer brutally striking at his heart.
He once was deeply mired in it, only filled with sheer exhaustion and had no time to grieve. Now, looking back, those moments of being mistreated made him unable to resist covering his face and sobbing uncontrollably.
Yun Ran kindly pulled out a few tissues for him, and just watched a grown man cry in front of her stall.
People around: ...
They were genuinely curious how a young girl could remain so composed while handing out tissues.
Old Liu was a tough, iron-blooded man, used to blood not tears. Seeing the man crying like this, even his usually expressionless face showed a complex look.
He cursed inwardly at that family, deeming them utterly despicable for tormenting a person like this.
After a good while, the crying subdued, and the man's suppressed grievances were completely vented, making him look much more spirited.
"Master, I apologize for making a scene."
