Andrei remembered when he was first transferred to a new city.

His mind had become more calm right now, and he could think straight. But his heat was still crooked.

He was indignant to fall like this, and he wasn’t willing to stay in the same place like now.

Andrei needed to do something. He wanted to get back at that man.

He was in a fancy restaurant, and was sitting by the counter drinking wine. Just at this moment, he heard a commotion by the door. He turned back and saw a procession of what it seems wealthy business men crowding together.

He furrowed his brows and called for...