The two middle-aged men at the door had typical European features: high noses, deep-set eyes, and gray-blue eyes that radiated an intimidating authority. Both wore short gray-brown hair, stood over six feet tall, and had sturdy, powerful builds. They were dressed in well-tailored black suits, but while such outfits would normally make a person look refined and scholarly, on these two hulking men they only made them look more like gangsters. Their personalities would have suited going shirtless, tattooing two hairtail fish on their arms, and burning seven cigarette scars into their chests...
Not only did the two men look extremely similar, but their builds and outfits were nearly identical as well. They looked like twin brothers. The only way to tell them apart was a fairly long scar near the eyebrows of one of them. When they saw Hao Ren open the door, the first thing they asked was, in perfect unison, "Does the Countess live here?"
Hao Ren did not react at first. He was wondering why there were more and more foreigners showing up in this little place in the South Suburbs. When he heard the words "the Countess," his first thought was that it had nothing to do with his life. "You've got the wrong place, right? This is just an ordinary... Wait! You're looking for Vivian?"
He suddenly remembered that a "Countess" did indeed live in his house, though she had been so destitute not long ago that she could not even afford instant noodles.
"Looks like following the bats was the right choice." The two strangers exchanged glances. The one with the scar on his face gave Hao Ren a toothy grin. "Then you must be the owner of this sanctuary. We heard about you from the younger members of the family. We're from