C363 Polygonum Cuspidatum L

Right at this time, a young man squeezed out from the crowd. He wore an unformal white vest. It was a bit loose, didn't fit very well, and was even a little yellowish. This was something that could not be washed clean with years of sweat.

The man had a lazy and tired expression on his face. He stepped out of the crowd and exuded a unique aura, completely different from the villagers around him