The conference hall that morning.
On the stage stood Wenren Sheng, the Hu Family Siblings, Wang Yun, and a young man who was tall, powerfully built, and broad-handed and broad-footed.
This was completely different from the assembly-line routine that morning.
It showed just how unusual this examinee was.
Wenren Sheng sized up the tall, brawny man. He looked to be around six foot three... Too tall. His proportions were off.
His face was square, and his eyes were somewhat dull. He looked like the honest, straightforward type.
Yet the most treacherous and evil people often wore the face of honesty and kindness.
"Who wants to go first?" Hu Yuanxiang asked the other two.
"They say the capable should go first, so let me," Wenren Sheng said with a smile, stepping forward.
Hu Yuanxiang instinctively nodded, then gave a mute laugh. It seemed this little brother did not know how to use idioms either...
Still, he could not be bothered to argue over something so trivial.
Wenren Sheng had no time to care what Hu Yuanxiang was thinking. He could not let anyone else ruin this feast.
A data panel was appearing before his eyes.
"Xie Linghui." "Mystery Points: ???/???" "Mysterious Composition: ???"
It was almost exactly the same as Wei Yiqing's data panel! This was the power of an Ancestral Seed...
The only difference was that, after more than two years of investigation into Wei Yiqing's case, he had learned one additional piece of information: the Seed of Misfortune.
As for this man, he still knew nothing.
"Mr. Xie, right? Please, sit," he said to Xie Linghui.
As he spoke, he sat behind the Redwood Long Table and gestured for the other man to sit across from him.
Xie Linghui walked over as instructed, his back ramrod straight