Zhao Rong followed his memory to one of the courtyards with a double entrance door.
At that moment, he pushed open the door of the courtyard and saw a young man pacing back and forth inside.
The man had a decent appearance without glamour, with thin cheeks and dark skin, his eyes rather bright, and his physique quite sturdy, only his clothes were a bit odd. He was wearing a blue cross-collared garment, but it looked unusually bulky.
Zhao Rong glanced at the collar of the man's outer garment, which revealed the collar of a thick cotton-padded jacket he wore underneath.
It was deep autumn now, and it was quite normal for some students at Linlu Academy without Cultivation to wear autumn clothes, but it felt like you had even dug out your winter clothes to wear...
It somewhat reminded Zhao Rong of how he used to forcefully wear his school uniform over his cotton-padded jacket in his previous life.
