Chapter 620: Special My Ass

Chapter 620: Special My Ass

Underground base of Hundred Rivers Union, Nanji District, two o’clock in the morning.

“What gives you the right, what gives you the right to do this to me?!”

Zhang Wei’s holler rang through the corridor leading to the special cell. His hands and feet were both in Black Gold shackles since he wouldn’t cooperate and insisted on resisting, even throwing a tantrum. In the end, his two teammates had to seize his elbows and carry him away.

Legs lifted off the ground, Zhang Wei kicked around like a pig about to be slaughtered. The man on his left was in his forties, dressed in orange clothes for mountain climbing. He was tall and strongly built, his brown hair thick and hard. His square face gave off a slightly stiff impression, but with his full forehead and bright eyes, he seemed experienced yet friendly.

He was Wild Range, with Talent: Hunter, serial number 148, Knowledge-type. He was a member of the Union’s third team, under Chen Ying’s leadership.

The man on Zhang Wei’s right was in his thirties, and he was tall and thin with long grayish-green hair parted in the middle. His gray eyes were unfocused, his lips curled into a perpetual careless smile.

He was Herb Snail, with Talent: Intangibility, serial number 79, Support-type, also a member of the third team.

“Will you stop it already, Zhang Wei?” Wild Range said resignedly. “We’re just following orders. Taking your anger on us isn’t going to do anything.”

“That’s right.” Herb Snail seemed to be in a good mood, his expression spelling schadenfreude. “Think of it as a paid leave. Isn’t that awesome?”

“Awesome my ass!” Zhang Wei cursed. “You're not the one getting locked up, of course you would be able to say that. You fucking fun-seeker!” Discover new chapters at novelbin(.)com

“Hahaha!” Herb Snail seemed even happier.

“Do you think I seem like a spy, Uncle Range?!” Zhang Wei shouted. “It’s so unfair!”

“I believe you, of course, Young Zhang. How can someone with your intelligence and ability be...” Noticing Zhang Wei’s expression darkening further, Wild Range quickly course-corrected. “Ahem, but this is a decision reached by the leadership after their meeting. For everyone’s safety, please bear with it until Dust is found.”

“I won’t! I’m filing a complaint! An appeal! I want an open and fair vote on this issue!” Zhang Wei continued to resist, but to no avail.

Soon, they reached the special cell, and Zhang Wei got thrown in. The cell door slammed shut.

“Let me out! I’m not a spy!” Zhang Wei pounded on the metal door before he started kicking it, his shackles clinking as he moved.

After a while, he exhausted himself, and his voice became hoarse. With his back against the metal door, he sat down.

Head lowered, he cried a tear of humiliation. “Fuck!”

“I’ll say Qilin’s humanity’s greatest...”

“Shut it!” Chen Ying snapped, her face pale.

Zhang Wei closed his mouth after a pause. He knew he had crossed a line.

He didn’t actually think Qilin was a villain. All these years, while the Qilin Guild had been overbearing, they had done many things for awakeners, and their reputation wasn’t earned through force alone.

Still, Zhang Wei couldn’t accept the treatment easily. The whales were welcomed to fight among themselves. Why must a small fry like him bear the consequences?

“Zhang Wei.” Chen Ying took a deep breath. “I promise that I’ll prove your innocence as soon as I can. Give me some time.”

Zhang Wei had calmed down after the outburst, and he started feeling guilty. “I’m sorry, Sister Ying. I shouldn’t take it out on you and say all that...”

“Don’t think too much of it and rest well. I’ll check up on you.”

“Yeah.”

Chen Ying’s footsteps grew distant before soon quieting. Sitting against the cool door of the cell, Zhang Wei put his arms around his legs and buried his face in his knees, trembling and clenching his fists.

After leaving the cells, Chen Ying walked across the office floor to find Little Tian waiting for her outside the elevator, dressed in a suit for boys that made him look meek.

After losing his parents, Little Tian had been living with Chen Ying. She was like his older sister and somewhat of a mother figure. When there was no one else around, Little Tian always called her Sister.

“Let’s head home, Sister.”

“Yeah, let’s.” Chen Ying put on a smile and took his hand, walking into the elevator.

The door slowly closed. After some hesitation, Chen Ying said, “There’s something I’d like to ask you to do for me, Little Tian.”

“Okay,” Little Tian readily agreed. “What is it?”

“You must keep it a secret.”

“I will.”