"Are you the infected one by the Taotie Meme?" The "Iron Wall," who had been following behind Mr. Lee, asked gruffly.
"Yes." Sun Hang nodded.
Iron Wall stared at Sun Hang for several seconds, but in the end, he said nothing and simply sat cross-legged on the ground.
Even sitting on the ground, he was still significantly taller than Sun Hang.
"Shen is usually quite wary of strangers, so don't take it personally." Mr. Lee said with a smile, handing two cups of tea to Sun Hang and Yang Qi.
Shen? Sun Hang froze for a moment. Honestly, he couldn't reconcile this nearly four-meter-tall giant with the name "Shen."
"Mr. Lee." Yang Qi took the teacup with a bit of awe and asked, "Could you tell us why you called us here? Is there something specific you want from us?"
