No matter how the netizens questioned, Zheng He was certain that nothing would go wrong on his part!
And he made a promise with the netizens, asking them to come see the results tomorrow night.
After explaining the fortune-teller's follow-ups to the netizens, Zheng He chuckled and said, "Well, if you guys could send some more gifts, that'd help me save up for food and accommodations in the coming days..."
Tonight, Zheng He had to rest by the curb near the underpass, guarding his Money.
So after he mentioned wanting gifts, he took out some of yesterday's dirty, unwashed clothes from his suitcase, laid them on the ground, and lay on top of them.
The moment his back touched the ground, for some reason, he felt a sudden sense of security and peace—the cool sensation that lingered on his back began to fade substantially.
