Chapter 92: Serves Him Right

The discharge procedures were completed quickly.Just as Su Zhan stuffed the last piece of clothing into his backpack, the hospital room door was pushed open.

The man standing at the doorway wore pure white uniform, his hair the color of snow.

His appearance was even more avant-garde.

Silver-white earrings dangled from both earlobes.

He appeared to be around the same age as Wang Mingyuan.

However, Su Zhan knew that an awakener's age could never be judged by appearance alone.

"Qin Bai."

Wang Mingyuan stood to the side and introduced: "The academy's hunting team commander, equivalent to vice-principal level."

Qin Bai gave a slight nod, and when his gaze swept over Su Zhan, the latter unconsciously stiffened his back.

That look possessed penetrating power like X-rays.

Su Zhan even had the illusion of being seen through completely.

"I still prefer people calling me Commander Qin."

Qin Bai spoke, his voice devoid of emotion: "Heard you encountered a Tide Realm and didn't die? Not bad."

Wang Mingyuan adjusted his glasses: "Three months ago, Commander Qin single-handedly took down three Transcendence Society strongholds in the southern border regions. These strongholds contained 5 specially dangerous-grade aberrants, yet he still accomplished it without any obstacles.

Vice-Principal Qin harbors extreme hatred toward aberrants—tens of thousands die directly by his hand each year, not to mention those indirectly eliminated."

"Long admired your great reputation."

Su Zhan enthusiastically stepped forward and shook his hand with both hands.

Good grief, he's encountered a tough character.

Sounded very experienced in dealing with aberrants.

Need to be careful...

Qin Bai smiled slightly: "Don't worry, the academy sent me to help you two. Regarding this matter, I will definitely exert my full effort."

"Thank you, Commander Qin."

Su Zhan quickly expressed gratitude.

Next.

Qin Bai and Wang Mingyuan exchanged a glance.

The next second.

Two invisible waves of spiritual sense spread out from them, sweeping through every corner of the hospital room.

Wall interlayers, socket interiors, lamp crevices, even the soil in the windowsill potted plants were carefully inspected.

"Clean."

Qin Bai said softly.

Wang Mingyuan flipped his right hand, and a semi-transparent spiritual energy barrier instantly enveloped the entire room.

The curtains moved without wind, closing tightly without gaps.

The hospital room door lock automatically engaged.

Watching this scene, Su Zhan straightened his posture.

This setup clearly indicated they were about to discuss some secret matter.

"Don't be so tense, it's just that matters regarding aberrants cannot be known by others."

Qin Bai waved his hand, making an inviting gesture: "There are no listening devices like bugs in this room, and now whatever we three say will only be known by us three. No need to worry about eavesdroppers either. Everyone sit, please sit."

Hearing this, Su Zhan slowly sat on the hospital bed.

Qin Bai's expression turned grave as he spoke first:

"This mist incident involved 3216 people, with no survivors—only you two lived through it.

And the perpetrators of these tragedies might have been drinking tea with you, shopping with you, even... taking oaths to protect Daxia together just the day before."

Wang Mingyuan stood silently by the window, his gaze dark and unreadable.

Su Zhan listened with a serious expression.

"They hide among crowds, no different from humans."

Qin Bai revealed a cold smile: "But given the chance to hunt humans, they immediately bare their fangs! Just like those two scum in the shopping mall!

With the mist watching threateningly from outside, and these human-skinned monsters within! I've lost count of how many such tragedies have occurred."

Su Zhan nodded in agreement.

But inwardly, he didn't feel much about it.

Just two opposing races, that's all.

He couldn't make himself empathize with those dead strangers either.

"Alright, enough digression."

Qin Bai crossed his hands under his chin, his silver-white earrings swaying slightly: "I need you to clarify every detail of your itinerary since coming to Jiang City."

Su Zhan adjusted his sitting position: "First, we returned to my alma mater for a promotional speech, gave interviews to Jiang City Television and several other media outlets. After finishing, the principal said an Awakening Serum manufacturer wanted me to endorse their product..."

"Which specific manufacturer?"

Qin Bai interrupted.

"Azure Blue Awakening Serum Co., Ltd."

Wang Mingyuan supplemented from the side: "Information shows it's a new company established one year ago."

Qin Bai lightly tapped the table with his fingertip: "Then?"

"We went to negotiate with them."

Su Zhan recalled: "They offered 40 million, on the condition that... I publicly claim I took their serum before awakening."

Qin Bai sat up straight: "You refused?"

"Of course."

Su Zhan's voice raised slightly: "I didn't take any serum before awakening—wouldn't that be lying?"

"Interesting."

Qin Bai smiled: "Let me clarify first—I'm handling this impartially, but I must ask this question, please don't mind.

From what I know, over 70% of ordinary people in Daxia choose to take awakening serums. Why didn't you take any? Financial reasons?"

The hospital room suddenly fell silent for several seconds.

"My parents only left 300,000 in inheritance."

Su Zhan's eyes showed some grief, his voice lowering: "Plus government subsidies, it was indeed enough to afford it, but..."

"But a 3% awakening probability wasn't worth betting your entire family fortune on."

Wang Mingyuan suddenly interjected.

Su Zhan froze.

He glanced at Wang Mingyuan with gratitude.

"Understood. I've handled many similar cases."

Qin Bai nodded thoughtfully: "That manufacturer is suspicious. I'll immediately have people detain them.

Too coincidental, isn't it? You refused the endorsement and immediately encountered a mist attack."

Qin Bai stood up, his silver earrings swaying with the movement: "Even more coincidentally, according to our intelligence, the Transcendence Society has recently been money laundering through legitimate businesses."

Wang Mingyuan suddenly interjected: "The manufacturer representative said something quite meaningful at the time—'who would know about such things'."

"Typical aberrant thinking."

Qin Bai sneered: "They're most skilled at blurring truth and falsehood."

He walked toward the door, the spiritual energy barrier fluctuating accordingly: "I'll personally interrogate that manufacturer responsible person."

Watching Qin Bai's retreating figure, Su Zhan suddenly asked: "What if it's a misunderstanding?"

Qin Bai pulled open the door without looking back: "Then he's just unlucky."

Corridor light poured in as the door opened, then was cut off the moment the door closed.

Su Zhan's expression remained unchanged.

But inwardly, he felt uncomfortable.

He could clearly sense it.

This hunting team commander's hatred for aberrants was bone-deep.

But paradoxically.

This hatred didn't seem to include cherishing ordinary people.

Over 3000 lives made Qin Bai furious.

Yet one person could be "just unlucky."

This sense of dissonance made Su Zhan think of Doberman, who had already died on the execution ground.

Back then, Doberman's ferocious face bore seventy percent resemblance to Qin Bai's expression when talking about aberrants today.

Back then, Doberman had accidentally stumbled upon the truth.

He truly was an aberrant, only escaping temporarily thanks to his SSS-grade Life Soul's disguise.

And now.

He stood again under such a person's gaze.

Only this time, the opponent was stronger, more dangerous.

Su Zhan secretly adjusted his breathing rhythm, slowly returning his heart rate to normal.

From now on, every action must be calculated, every word carefully considered.

Wang Mingyuan suddenly coughed.

Su Zhan snapped back to attention, discovering his teacher was watching him thoughtfully.

His heart tightened.

"Rest if you're tired."

Wang Mingyuan handed him a cup of water: "Don't overthink about Qin Bai's matters."

Su Zhan accepted the water cup.

He couldn't help feeling—had he exposed himself before Wang Mingyuan?