Zachary was taken to a shabby little black house. There was a cold iron table and two iron chairs. In addition, there was only the bright light above his head.
With his hands tied to the iron chair, Zachary looked at the young man in front of him. At this moment, he also calmed down and said, "You are not from the Qin family."
The young man smiled and said, "Of course not. I was just ordered to do something."
Zachary rolled his eyes slightly and said, "Are you from Wuyue? The Qin Family has invited people from Wuyue."
The young man was silent for a moment, then he smiled and said, "Zachary lives up to his reputation. If you're right, I can tell you that I'm from Wuyue."
"What does the Qin family want to do?" Zachary said, "They asked the people from Wuyue to deal with me i
