This must be master Yan. Zheng Ren took a closer look. Although he couldn't remember what he looked like, he felt that he looked a little like Chu Huainan.
They were all thin and dry, wearing traditional Chinese clothing.
However, when he thought about how master Yan was already in his eighties, this kind of behavior was expected. The way Chu Huainan was dressed made him look slightly older.
"Boss Zheng, your name is like thunder to my ears." Master Yan smiled slightly and stood up from his chair. He looked straight ahead, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
Zheng Ren smiled. He was about to say something polite when he suddenly felt a little strange.
Master Yan's eyes were so strange.
His pupils did not reflect light and were white. He did look like a blind man. But ... Something was wrong.
Silence. The living room fell into an awkward silence.
