This person is wearing a white shirt and white pants, with a cigar in his mouth. Looking at his face, he resembles Raman a bit, also in his forties. 。He stood at the top of the stairs, took in the ca..."Humph!" Old Lin's face turned ashen, and he pressed down on Zheng Jun a few times. 。Zheng Jun let out a "poof" and spat out a mouthful of blood, then he woke up. 。After feeling his pulse for a while, Old Lin's face relaxed slightly. He helped Zheng Jun sit down on the chair and said in a deep voice: "For no reason to hurt someone, please give me an explanation." 。He was being a bit unreasonable. After all, everyone could see that Zheng Jun wasn't going to Rashili, he was fighting... 。uld do about him, so she went to the kitchen and cooked a pot of dumplings. 。Just as she brought out the steaming dumplings, she saw Xiangtian standing before the portraits of his parents, inserting...