Zhou Yu turned his head to look, and the person leading the group that entered was a middle-aged man.
With a square face and a crew cut, the man's dark skin was set against a somewhat wrinkled shirt, and at the neckline, there appeared to be several deep scars.
Despite his unremarkable appearance, he emanated an aura of authority that commanded attention without anger, and as he walked toward them, everyone felt an almost suffocating presence.
He was the Deputy Director of Haizhou Martial Department, Hou Guangshou.
Hou Guangshou, seeing Xiang Yinglong battered to such an extent, first furrowed his brows, then looked up at Zhou Yu.
At the sight, his pupils shrank slightly.
"Are you Zhou Yu?"
Zhou Yu hadn't expected this Martial Department Deputy Director, whom he had never met before, to immediately recognize his name.
