You Mingxu stood up straight, composed himself, and knocked on the door with a "thud thud."
The sound of sharpening made a sudden stop. After a while, the sound of footsteps came.
The door opened a crack, and Fu Wenxiu, with a chain lock on the door, coldly eyed them.
He was bald, not short, and his tall and solid figure was noticeable at a glance. Although You Mingxu had seen his photo in the file, seeing him in person still made him shiver a bit.
