"I see," Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
It seems that no matter where you are, life is not easy. There are always people sacrificing constantly just to survive.
Zhang Xiaohao didn't look down upon this.
Money earned through one's own skills is a testament to their abilities. It's far better than those who are lazy, addicted to gambling, and lack ambition. Such people are worthy of respect.
"Let's go," Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
Accompanied by his two maidservants, Bai Yi and Bai Ling, he walked forward.
They walked and stopped, not in a hurry, but more to take in the scenery of the street. Whenever he encountered strange books or those he hadn't read before, whether they involved cultivation or were ordinary mortal books, Zhang Xiaohao would buy them.
To him, reading had become instinctive. Moreover, it nourished his awe-inspiring righteousness, making its power even stronger. With so many benefits combined, why not?
After half a day.
