The Zhou family's selection quickly came to an end with the final test of Zhou Feng.
In a luxurious drawing room, a bronze fireplace emitted warm heat, and the kettle hanging above bubbled and steamed.
Beside it, Zhou Yuheng lounged comfortably on a bamboo chair draped with fur, holding a cup of hot tea, its faint fragrance permeating the room.
Opposite Zhou Yuheng, sat two burly men.
Both of these men appeared to be around thirty-three or thirty-four years old. The man on the left had a long scar on his cheek, the flesh turning outward, looking fierce, like a centipede baring fangs, exuding a strange blood-red color.
The man on the right was even more distinctive, with a shiny bald head, reflecting glints of light in the fire.
