Ye Qiu smiled when he saw everyone's overjoyed expressions. He inadvertently glanced at a dark-skinned young man with a firm gaze in the crowd. For some reason, Ye Qiu felt that this young man had an extraordinary temperament. His aptitude was mediocre, but he gave people the feeling that he would die in adversity.
"Hmm? Interesting." The more Ye Qiu looked at him, the more he felt that this kid was very extraordinary. That unyielding will that was revealed in his bones was something many people did not have. If he was given a fortune, what kind of changes would happen in the future? Ye Qiu thought to himself and asked, "What's your name?"
That young man seemed to have a wooden personality and his reaction was slightly slow. It was obvious that he was an honest person. However, this kind of honesty did not seem to be completely honest. In other words, it was more like… an inner show.
"Lord Deity, I am Zhang Shanfeng."