Half an hour later, Qin Jun threw that stack of money on the ground, stepping over the woman's hand as she frantically tried to pick up the cash, and left the Tube Building amidst her curses.
The elderly at the entrance of the Tube Building saw him come out and greeted him with a cheerful smile.
"Young man, did you find who you were looking for?"
"Hey, I heard that woman has some mental issues, are you a relative of hers?"
Qin Jun's lips curled into a gentle smile, appearing kind and approachable, "No."
