The man behind the desk was powerfully built, his muscles brimming with explosive strength, stretching his thin clothes taut.
He raised his head, revealing a scarred face Jiang Mian knew well.
It was Zhong Zhen, who had vanished before the battle in the Underground City!
"Oh? You know me?"
Zhong Zhen curled his lips into a "gentle" smile.
But his rugged features only made it look somewhat ferocious.
Bai Jin and Feng Xun caught on and quietly shifted to the door, taking up the role of guards.
Ye Chenyang's gaze flickered, but he did not make a move immediately.
"No, no."
Jiang Mian shook her head.
"You just resemble an old acquaintance of mine a little."
"Is that so?"
Zhong Zhen rose to his feet, walked around the desk, and headed toward them.
Every step was steady and forceful, landing on the floor with dull thuds that carried an indescribable sense of oppression.
"There are plenty of people in this world who look alike. Nothing strange about that."
He stopped before the two of them. His gaze lingered on Jiang Mian's face for only a moment before shifting to Ye Chenyang.
After scrutinizing him for a while, satisfaction flashed through Zhong Zhen's eyes. He reached out and patted Ye Chenyang's shoulder.
"Kid, you're built pretty solidly. Almost Seventh-tier already, aren't you?"
"You flatter me, Brother Zhen. I'm still young. I need time to temper myself."
Ye Chenyang lowered his gaze slightly, his tone calm.
At the door, Bai Jin had kept his eyes fixed on the pair, already predicting what might happen next.
They had only meant to recruit the troublemaker at the city gates, yet he had come with such a great treasure thrown in!
Zhong Zhen had not actually been here for long.
Before he joined, the two