Xu Damao's pants-belt "wisdom" and potential troubles were flicked out of Su Changshun's mind as easily as brushing away dust.
This was not his business to worry about, nor was it worth his trouble to manage. Whether Xu Damao lived or died, whether he lived a life of romantic pleasure or took a massive tumble in the future, was entirely his own fate.
Su Changshun now had more pressing matters—doing a good job with the work at hand and establishing a firm foothold in this new environment was better than anything else.
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