Some corners were filled with dilapidated junk, but there was also a lot of trash in the courtyard. They were scattered everywhere, as though they had just been thrown away.
Lu Ning frowned slightly and stepped in again. "Is anyone there?"
At this moment, footsteps and an impatient voice came from inside the house. "Who is it!"
It was a man's voice, carrying a hint of impatience. It sounded like he had been sleeping and was a little angry from being woken up.
Li Lang walked out and shouted with a dark expression, "What are you shouting for so early in the morning? What are you doing!?"
Lu Ning stood in the courtyard and looked at him.
He was still half-asleep and looked to be only 16 or 17 years old. However, he did not have the refreshing appearance of a young man at all as he kicked a pair of old slippers sloppily.
Lu Ning looked over. "Hello, I'm Li Nian's friend. I'm here to help her get her things."