"Creak."
As the wooden door was pushed open by Zhao Tianlei, he was the first to walk in.
Ning Qi followed closely behind and entered together.
The wooden house didn't seem particularly unusual, with only a table in the center and two rows of wooden benches along the walls.
The last side had a tea table and two armchairs.
Clearly, this was prepared for the distinguished guests.
"Sit here."
A middle-aged man sitting in one of the armchairs invited Ning Qi to sit beside him.
Evidently, he had already regarded Ning Qi as an honored guest.
"Thank you."
Ning Qi didn't say much, and after thanking, he sat down directly.
Without any courtesy, he appeared somewhat familiar.
"Where do you come from?"
Zhao Yunze gave Zhao Tianlei a look, then asked.
Zhao Tianlei quickly went out.
"I came from the edge of the Fifteenth District."
No matter who asked, Ning Qi always answered the same question.
This had long been imprinted in his heart.
