C626 The Power Stick

To Qian Xiaopang, this morning was no different from the countless mornings he had spent at home. Although the sun was bright, to him, the bright sunlight was just a mockery of him from the sun.

Hehe, good, good. You all look down on me, right? Fine, you don't have to look down on me. When I become rich, I'll make those who look down on me come over and praise my stinky feet