Live for money, die for it

into it. After he pried open the peephole, he quietly pushed the door open and—Inside there was a chair, and on the chair sat a man with his head hanging down.It was the man surnamed Nie, his neck bro... quite traditional. The people there still wear ancient clothing. If you were to talk about the preparations for a big wedding, they would definitely be quick to get everything ready there."Don't both...