I'm a trader.
I came to Wanchao City when I was fourteen. I started learning how to do business when I was sixteen. I was forced to lose all my wealth when I was eighteen, but I spent half a year to risk my life and then be reborn.
They all said that entering Wanchao City is like an animal entering a hunting ground. The fatter you are, the more likely you are to be pointed at with an arrow. The more fragrant your meat is, the more people will want to bite you.
But I want to be a beast that can get away quickly even if someone points an arrow at me. Even if it is bitten and eaten by humans, it is still full of venomous snakes and toads.
Over the years, I have gotten what I want, but I also feel that I have gone further and further away...
No one is definitely right or wrong here. Some are for money, some are for reputation, and some are for survival. There are no unified legal rules and no absolute standards of measurement. You can mean different things, you can be duplicitous, and you can use unscrupulous means, but everyone here has his own rules and principles. No matter what you encounter, it is your own destiny. You can't blame anyone, and you can't hate anyone. Everything is because of your fate. Everything depends on the human heart.
Intention: In the endless loneliness and suspicion, we can pull each other out of the swamp.