in a room with unique and classical decoration, I saw a middle-aged man of Yang Tian's astonishing and vulgar physique sitting on the sofa in silence with a thick cigar in his mouth. In front of him, a young man in a black suit stood bowed and said respectfully, "Mr. Feng, he is very strong."

"very strong?" The middle-aged man, known as Mr. Feng, took a silent smoke and asked in a deep voice.

"yes, very strong." Said the young man in black in a flat voice.

"Fengyi, how do you compare with you?" The middle-aged man flicked the ash and asked intentionally or unintentionally.

the young man in black...