Rong Zhao, male, Nin

Rong Zhaonan looked at Ning Yuan and said faintly, "Is that so",He was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly raised his eyes sharply towards the path leading to the cow shed, a cold glint of alert appearing in his eyes. "Someone's coming.",Ning Yuan happened to see the cold, sharp aura surrounding him. She subconsciously gasped for air.。