章 242: The Restoration

The man was probably about 40, with sunken eyes, a listless expression, and a stubbly beard. His clothes were worn out, and even from far away, he gave off a pungent smell. Once he'd come in, Chen Mu noted his right leg was lame. The way he looked was the living example of one down-and-out dude.

Chen Mu didn't look down on him in the least because of his shabby appearance, having been a lot more miserable when he was small.