"How tragic!" Mo Ran said to Chen Hansheng, clicking his tongue.
"Who are you talking about?" Chen Hansheng was puzzled. "The one who cut the queue or those shadows?"
Mo Ran smacked his lips. "They're all pretty miserable. Look at that bald man. He cut the queue and lost his life. These shadows are even worse; they have to work for others even if they're already dead."
"Are you going to stop Wang Wen?" Chen Hansheng looked at him suspiciously.
"You must be joking!" Mo Ran was as surprised as if he had just met Chen Hansheng. "Why stop such an interesting game? I'm getting restless!"
"What are you doing?" Chen Hansheng wiped his sweat.
"He's a chivalrous man!"
Just as he finished speaking...
Arguments could be heard on the other side of the street.
On closer inspection, they seemed to be a young couple.