Luo Tiancheng, head of the senior branch, was about to stand up when Qiao Juan said, "It's definitely not for us, everyone from our family is here, eat your meal."
Luo Tianming from the junior branch heard the urgent knocking and walked out to the front gate, casually asking, "Who is it?"
A voice came from outside the gate: "Is this Luo Bin's home?" He wasn't too sure, so he asked.
After being harassed for debt last time, Luo Tianming felt apprehensive whenever someone looked for Luo Bin, but he couldn't deny it.
Opening the gate, Luo Tianming saw a young man in his twenties, "Who are you?"
The young man said, "Uncle, I'm Old Li's youngest son from the alley up front, I work at the cotton spinning factory. I just got off work and saw your Luo Bin fighting in a group battle on Jianfang Road. You'd better hurry over, someone's already bleeding."
As soon as Luo Tianming heard this, he ran out, calling back after a few steps, "Thank you."