Song Yun was actually quite grateful to Zhang Longhu. At least he was better than many of his compatriots. When many encountered illegal situations, they were even afraid to make a comment, let alone offer help. The vast majority just watched the news, criticizing others for not intervening in cases of theft or robbery, while they themselves would opt to merely spectate when it came to their turn.
Then, like idiots, they would comfort themselves by finding various reasons to feel good about themselves. After reading Lu Xun for decades, the people's deep-seated flaws are just the same as they were in the old society, so Mr. Xun's attempt to cure the nation's soul with his writings has evidently not yet been successful. But I digress, let's get back to Song Yun.
At that moment, Song Yun could no longer avoid the situation and tentatively raised his head to ask, "Excuse me, do you need something?"
