Humbleness (I)

As Luo Yuan walked out of the city council, he gently exhaled.

Though he had been kind, soft-spoken and was never compelling, the old man had put relatively strong pressure on him. Thus, Luo Yuan was nervous and dared not relax just yet.

He had to say that the old man was a very respectable man indeed. Though he might not be physically strong, and would probably pale in comparison to an average man, he had a strong heart.

He took a look at the time; it was already half past ten at night, but the factories along the road were still brightly lit. As the public servant who sent him to the old man had already left, he could only walk back to the guest house.

Fortunately, his memory had not failed him, and the location of the guest house was not too far away.