The Times Had Advanced and Humanity Had Grown Stronger, but Those Who Could Not Keep Up Were Being Silently Crushed

"Then that's settled."

Leng Yaozhu cut him off, then raised a hand and pointed out the window.

"Take a look at Eastsea City yourself."

"Look how well it's developed lately."

"The streets used to be full of homeless people."

"All those rundown areas were piled high with junk."

"And now?"

"Clean and tidy."

"The city's appearance has improved."

"The economy is growing, too."

"Even the job placement rate for the unemployed has risen so much."

At this point, Leng Yaozhu's tone suddenly turned rather sarcastic.

"Everyone's living so happily, yet you're still sitting there sighing. What's the matter? Is an age of equality for everyone not good enough? Do you still want to be that lofty Atlas Douluo, with everyone indulging you, bowing to you and knocking their heads against the floor a few times?"

Yun Ming: "..."

No, hold on.

When did I ever say anything like that?

But Leng Yaozhu gave him no chance to argue.

As a senior figure in the Spirit Pagoda, she was naturally happy to see the city's economy develop. Eastsea City's recent performance, in particular, could practically be called progress by leaps and bounds.

Those formerly rundown districts had now taken on an entirely new look.

The streets were tidy, the economy was flourishing, and even job placement for the unemployed had clearly improved.

Wasn't that a good thing?

"If this momentum continues, Eastsea City might actually have a shot at first place in next year's selection of the Federation's outstanding civilized cities."

Thinking of the recent economic achievements, her smile grew increasingly smug.

"Even my stocks have been shooting up. You can't think the whole world is out to get you just because you lost money trading stocks."

"Frankly, with the eye you and Zhuo Shi have for stocks, you're just giving