C181 Past Events

Picking up trash? Scavenging for scraps?

At those words, Hong Zhen paused, then broke into a chuckle. "Mr. Fann, you haven't changed a bit, always joking around with friends."

Liu Fann just shrugged. He had anticipated Hong Zhen's disbelief.

He hoisted a woven bag from the corner and gestured towards the tricycle beneath the window. "Fatty, see that? That's my gear. Impressive