The changes in Gao Xuan's body were very subtle. Most people found it very difficult to observe such details.
However, when these subtle changes accumulated, they resulted in a qualitative transformation.
The present Gao Xuan had fundamentally changed inside and out; he was no longer the same person as he was three days ago.
Gao Xuan scrubbed his body with soap in the primitive bathroom and rinsed off under the cold water pipe.
He rummaged through the shabby cabinet for a white shirt, a pair of casual trousers, and a pair of white sneakers.
In fact, Golden City was humid and hot year-round. Most people wore flip-flops year-round, and men mostly wore vests and shorts.
Only those particular about appearance, the wealthy, who had air conditioning in their rooms, wore neat long-sleeved shirts and trousers.
The shirt Gao Xuan had was a birthday gift from his master, a hope that he could leave the slum and become a respectable person.
