Han Luofan immediately took off his jacket and sweater. He only wore a shirt as he walked out of the airport with the two of them.

  Yan Nuo walked in front while Ji Yinbing walked beside him. The two of them stood out. No matter which side people looked at them from, they were a match made in heaven. Han Luofan stared at the backs of the two of them and thought. One of them is colder than the other. What kind of cool children would they have in the future?

  Han Luofan got into their car while letting his thoughts run wild. On the way back to the Yan family’s manor, Han Luofan looked at the street view outside the window with interest. He was curious about the country Ji Yinbing had lived in since she was young. In Han Luofan’s imagination, parts of India might be poor and backward, but their cities should be similar to the big cities in China.

  As the car drove, Han Luofan saw many rare scenes.

  Among the pedestrians on the streets, most of their skin was dark, but there were also people with fair skin. That small portion of them looked especially exotic in South Asia, and their faces were exquisite and quite good-looking. The group of people with dark skin wore clothes that leaned towards the traditional clothes of India. Those tall and fair-skinned young people wore even more trendy clothes, no different from those young people in China.

  There were many shops selling groceries along the street, as well as women selling fabrics and some beautiful handmade fans and fruits under the scorching sun. These scenes gave Han Luofan a feeling that life was very lively, but it was also filled dirt and disorder.

  Previously, Han Luofan had thought that the road to Junyang City was narrow and it was easily jammed. However, when they arrived at Mumbai, he realized that Junyang City was heaven. Their car passed through it and moved towards the sea sea. On the left was the sea, and on the right were tall buildings.

  The street was considered prosperous and clean. Some of the buildings had a rich British influence.

  Han Luofan thought that Mumbai was like what he had seen so far, but when the car turned a corner and walked towards a narrower road, and entered it, Han Luofan saw a different scenery.

  The low and squeezy houses were crowded together. Trash and naked men could be seen everywhere, as well as women wrapped in heavy fabric. Children were gathered together and playing. Most of the boys were only wearing pants, and the little girls were wearing T-shirts or local ethnic clothes.

  Their eyes were filled with curiosity about this world.

  Han Luofan could not help but ask Ji Yinbing, “Are the people living here the lowly people?” The lowly people were Han Luofan’s term for the poor people.

  Ji Yinbing understood what he meant.

  She looked out of the window and said, “No, the people living here are all ordinary people in the lower castes.” Ji Yinbing smiled coldly. “They’re living ok and are not in the worst state.”


  Ji Yinbing suddenly said to Yan Nuo, “Yan Nuo, I’ll drive.” Yan Nuo glanced at her and guessed what she wanted to do, so he stopped the car.

  The two of them exchanged seats. Next, Ji Yinbing drove.

  Han Luofan thought that they were going back to the Yan family, but more than an hour later, Ji Yinbing drove the car into a crowded and dilapidated street.

  The car had not stopped yet. Han Luofan sat in the car and saw a woman squatting under the corner of the wall to relieve herself. Not far away, a few indecent men were talking to the woman. Han Luofan could not understand them, but he could tell from their rude tone and expressions.

  Han Luofan was used to living like a prince. When he saw this scene, he only felt angry and disgusted.

  At this moment, Ji Yinbing finally stopped the car. She pointed to her left and said to Han Luofan, “Do you see it?”


  Hearing this, Han Luofan raised his head and looked curiously in the direction of Ji Yinbing’s finger.

  Han Luofan saw the endless crowded slums.

  He had seen pictures of the slums on the Internet. When he really stood in front of the slums, Han Luofan realized how harsh the environment of the slums was in reality. This slum was formed by countless alleys, and the inside of every alley was dark.

  Low houses came one after another. Electric wires were everywhere. There was rubbish everywhere.

  On the stone floor, greasy filth was everywhere. Some children were running around in the alleys. Some of them were not even wearing shoes, but their cries sounded proud. Han Luofan saw five or six women squeezing under a tap. They were queuing up to get water. A man was bathing under the tap. His hand reached into his underwear to wash his body. His actions were unrestrained.

  Han Luofan was a little shocked by the scene he was looking at.

  Ji Yinbing invited Han Luofan and asked him, “Do you want to come in with me to take a look?”


  Han Luofan agreed for some reason.

  Ji Yinbing got out of the car, and Han Luofan followed suit. However, he realized that Yan Nuo was still sitting in the car. He asked Ji Yinbing, “He’s not going?”


  Ji Yinbing said, “Everyone living here is untouchable. The higher castes generally think that they will be corrupted if they contact the lowly people.” When she said this, there was a hint of disdain and disdain in Ji Yinbing’s eyes.

  When Yan Nuo, who was sitting in the car, heard this, he looked at the woman beside the car deeply.

  He had passed by this place countless times, but not once did he want to go in and take a look. He knew that Ji Yinbing used to live here. He loved Ji Yinbing and did not dislike Ji Yinbing, but he was always a little resistant to going in.

  It was not that he looked down on those people. He just felt that it was too dirty and felt nauseous.

  Ji Yinbing led Han Luofan into the alley.

  At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind. “Wait, let’s go together.”


  Ji Yinbing turned around in surprise and saw that Yan Nuo had already gotten out of the car.

  He took Ji Yinbing’s hand and said, “It’s quite messy. Let’s go together.”


  Ji Yinbing’s heart melted.

  The Dharavi slum was one of the largest slums in the world. It was unimaginable how big the slum was. Ji Yinbing casually picked a small alley and brought Han Luofan deep into it. The moment they entered the alley, Han Luofan smelled a stench that was not strong but kept lingering in front of his nose.

  This stench was difficult to describe. It was impossible to say what it was coming from, or perhaps it was the stench of many things mixed together.

  In this dilapidated and rotten alley, there were actually some small factories. Even in the factories, the electric wires were haphazardly strung. The workers at work were also dressed casually. Their clothes were dirty and tattered, and their hands were stained with filth.

  Han Luofan’s expression was calm, but his heart was deeply shaken.

  It took them more than half an hour to walk out of this alley. At the end of the alley was a small river. Countless garbage and various dead things filled this small river.