Rong Zhao, male, Nin

Before she even stepped into the courtyard, she saw two male youths carrying a person on a stretcher. The man had a bruised face, a swollen nose, and a bloody bandage wrapped around his head as they walked back.,Carefully, he took out a small amount of fried rice flower and earthen tea from inside.,Tang Zhenzhen looked at the pile of things, sneering inwardly. What a thief!。