Chapter 655 Let Me Test Your Skills

• In the living room, Joaquin was scanning the beggar in front of him while hugging his laptop. Although the beggar’s odor made him feel like puking, he didn't let it show out of politeness.
• At the same time, Pollux was judging Joaquin as well. “Well, don't you look just like your father—wait, I think you look more like your mother. Those two really made a dashing kid!”
• “Who are you? Why did you bomb our front door?” Joaquin stared at Pollux as if he was an enemy. How could a person who blew up their front door be a good man anyway?