C546 Zhao Jin Brandished His Fist at an Old Friend

A man at the bottom of the slope suddenly jumped forward and tightly held Zhao Jin's collar.

Zhao Jin looked up at him. He was wearing a coarse cloth jacket, and his hair was wrapped around his head like a scholar's. He was dressed in a weird way, but he recognized him at a glance.

"Brother-in-law!"

"It's me. Luckily I met you here!" Du Wenqian was very excited