C157 The Appraisal Box

He had become dulled by the grind of life, like a once-sharp knife gone blunt.

Faang Cheng watched with a tinge of sadness.

He hoped the old man would tackle these issues on his own.

After dinner, as he had done the day before, Chung Hongguang escorted Faang Cheng to the door and watched him depart.

"Dad, Faang Cheng's medicine box isn't moisture-proof