After saying these words, Tang Thirty Six glanced at the crowd and made sure Xuan Yuan Po had already left. He was reassured and he continued hitting the crowd with rocks.
The street was filled with dust and cries. People helped each other and ran away. The situation was helpless and they looked like soldiers who had just lost in a battle.
Although the crowd was scattered, Tang Thirty Six was still not satisfied. He squinted and held a stone while focusing on the person in the back of the crowd. He remembered clearly that this person had said Chen Chang Sheng only relied on women. He couldn’t let him run away with only a scraped head.
Due to the marriage vow, the entire capital was showing their hatred toward Tradition Academy and Chen Chang Sheng.
Tang Thirty Six threw away the hatred and his stress through the stones in his hand.
Chen Chang Sheng didn’t do much. He just kept on passing stones from the garden to Tang Thirty Six. If it was his usual self, he might have thought it was all a waste of time and life but today, he was happy. He didn’t even notice that his shirt was pierced by the thorns of the flower.
He realized that there are many ways of life, or many ways of living life.
Perhaps there are meaningless ways, but nevertheless interesting ways.
Plus, it was easy to be happy this way.