Wu Tian's arrival left Hu Gaoshan and Hu Kai with severe psychological trauma. This trauma likely couldn't be cleared through self-care alone; they might need to see a psychologist in the coming time.
After obtaining the proof of passing the trial, Wu Tian directly left the Feitian Sect and took a plane to M Province. The destination this time was called Wang Quan Sect. It was said to be a sect specializing in boxing, with a style that was firm, powerful, and overbearing, capable of unleashing terrifying force with a single punch. There were rumors that all the world's renowned boxing champions had received guidance from the Wang Quan Sect.
The plane landed at three in the morning. Wu Tian found a hotel and slept until noon. Upon waking, he felt hungry and went out to eat. In fact, with his current abilities, it wouldn't matter even if he could fast like an immortal. Nourished by spiritual energy, he wouldn't starve to death. However, life always needs pursuits; how could one be satisfied with merely not starving? To live in this world is to taste all the flavors of life, the sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy. Therefore, even if he could live without eating, he still wanted to eat various things to satisfy his taste buds.
Wu Tian wandered around, his eyes filled with a dazzling array of snacks, making him want to try a little of everything. He didn't want to eat at fancy restaurants because the food there was all the same; eating at one was like eating at all of them, which was meaningless. A city's culinary culture is hidden in its snacks. Only by eating enough of these snacks can one truly understand the city's culture. Wu Tian ate a little here and a little there, his mouth often greasy, sometimes filled with soup, eating with great satisfaction. He felt that the fatigue from his journey was completely eliminated by the delicious food. He thought he was foolish; why had he been so busy in the past when he had visited so many places? Wasn't it better to eat more local food? He thought that after he resolved all his current matters, he would definitely open a snack company with flavors from all over the country. Then, he could enjoy delicious snacks even while sitting at home. Thinking this, he felt a surge of excitement, his whole body filled with energy, and he couldn't wait to participate in the trial.
However, as he walked, his steps suddenly stopped. His gaze fell forward, where many people were gathered by the roadside, seemingly watching some excitement. Out of curiosity, Wu Tian quickened his pace and soon squeezed to the front of the crowd. But as soon as he saw the scene in the square, his brows involuntarily furrowed.
At this moment, thirty to forty men were sitting in the square. Their attire was simple, and their skin was rough, clearly indicating they were laborers. They held up a banner that read: "Return our hard-earned money!" In front of them stood a construction company named Haoyuan. Ascending the steps, two security guards with batons stood at the company's entrance. The two guards stood like door gods, their expressions stern and almost emotionless, exuding an aura of impregnable defense. The two sides were in a standoff, and the atmosphere was exceptionally tense. The entire square seemed like an ammunition depot, ready to explode with the slightest spark.
Wu Tian couldn't help but ask someone nearby, "Uncle, what's going on here? Why are they all gathered here?" The uncle next to him sighed and said, "Can't you see? These people are here to demand their wages!" "They are migrant workers from out of town. They worked for a year, but the boss refused to pay them, so they are all sitting here in protest." "There's such a thing?" Wu Tian was somewhat surprised. "Isn't it forbidden to owe migrant workers' wages now? Don't the relevant departments usually inspect?" The uncle sighed again, "Young man, you're not in construction, you don't understand. There are policies from above, and countermeasures from below. Regular inspections are useless." "They only have a migrant worker ledger, which is for the higher-ups to see." "But in reality, the money hasn't been deposited into their accounts, so it's all just a trick to deceive people." "Now, these migrant workers can't get their money. If it were you, would you be able to tolerate it?"
"So that's how it is," Wu Tian nodded upon hearing this. He didn't think such an approach was problematic. When facing arrears, one should take such measures to protect their rights. Otherwise, what dignity would laborers have? He wanted to see how the situation would develop, so he continued to watch. After waiting for a while, the construction company's door finally opened, and a young man in a suit and tie walked out. This young man had definitely worked out; his physique was robust, his chest filling out his suit, giving him a striking appearance. He glanced at the migrant workers, completely unfazed by the scene. Instead, a hint of indifference appeared in his eyes, as if he didn't take these people seriously at all. He held a loudspeaker and shouted, "What are you all doing gathered here? Hurry up and disperse!" "Don't you know that illegal assembly is against the law?"
From among the migrant workers, a foreman stepped forward. He glared at the young man and shouted, "Who are you? I want to speak with your project manager. Return our hard-earned money, return our hard-earned money!" The foreman shouted, and soon, the migrant workers also began to shout. However, this thunderous roar seemed to have no effect on the young man. He remained indifferent, even scratching his ear and appearing impatient, frowning as he said, "Be quiet, all of you! Can you stop making noise? I've only said one sentence, and you've said hundreds." "I am the boss here, Li Guan. If you have any issues, you can talk to me, and I'll resolve them!"
The foreman shouted, "Your Haoyuan has owed us wages for a year, but you still have no intention of paying. What do you want?" "We migrant workers came out to earn money, not to work for you for free." "You are all making a fortune, but now you don't care about our lives. Do you have any conscience?" As he spoke, the foreman took an excited step forward.