He couldn't help but worry about his uncle's family's situation.
...
It was still early before the train departure, so Chen Shouyi walked out of the station, planning to find a place to eat breakfast first.
The train station has always been a mix of all sorts of people, especially now when most people are living in hardship, and security has deteriorated further.
A young man with a delinquent look and long hair brushed past him.
Chen Shouyi's expression turned cold, and his hand swiftly grabbed the young man's wrist:
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, don't, don't, let go... man, I was wrong!" The long-haired youth's face turned white, and his body arched in pain, feeling as if the hand gripping his wrist was like an iron clamp about to break it. Instantly, he realized he'd encountered something tough.
Chen Shouyi reached out, retrieved his wallet from the young man's hand, and then released him.
"Man, look, you didn't really lose anything..."
Chen Shouyi said coldly, "Scram!"
