Ren Zhong rubbed his chin, pondering whether to casually ask around or directly knock on doors to inquire, when he heard footsteps coming from the other side of the street corner.
A young girl, wearing a loose, wind-battered man's shirt with holes and only a pair of shorts barely covering her thighs, emerged with a terrified look on her face, rushing straight toward the building.
The girl was very thin, with messy hair, and seemed to be only twelve or thirteen years old.
She was holding a small palm-sized bottle, somewhat familiar, presumably a type of medicine sold at the Miracle Clinic.
"Wait, let's see what's going on."
Ren Zhong raised his hand, leading Wen Lei and Zheng Tian to slip into the gap between two adjacent buildings.
He then leaned forward, peering through the holes in the clothes hanging under the eaves to watch the door of the building.
The girl had already reached the door.
She first raised her fist.
