It's Happened

Late at night.

"The way they looked at me, it was like I might pull out a knife and dismember them at any moment. Am I really that scary?"

Ciri leaned against the window in Thousand Faces' office, watching Luqi and Hai Lan leave Squirrel Street under cover of darkness.

"I wouldn't know about that..."

Joshua knew he might get punched by Ciri for saying it.

But in his mind, the prettiest girl was Galolie, followed by Ciri and Shael, the king of Frost Country.

Yet when it came to approachability, Ciri far surpassed that lofty Flower of Falosi.

Ever since she had begun studying illusion magic under the Purple-robed One, Ciri had gained a more scholarly air about her, gradually developing the feel of a literary young woman.

It was just that this literary young woman would beat someone half to death with a staff when necessary.

"You should have left the interrogation to me."

Thousand Faces held a cup of black tea and took a small sip. While Joshua had questioned Hai Lan and Luqi, Thousand Faces had been forced to watch from beginning to end under Joshua's orders.

So Joshua had demonstrated for Thousand Faces what a textbook example of a failed negotiation looked like.

Joshua truly was not suited for interrogation. His questioning was far too gentle. The entire time, he had been telling them, 'Don't worry, even if you don't say anything, nothing will happen to you.'

Under Joshua's interrogation atmosphere, as considerate as that of a caring older brother, Hai Lan and Luqi had only told Joshua their names and addresses. Everything else had been answered with, 'I don't know.'

Of course, Thousand Faces knew they were lying!

"Are there no rules in Black Pigeon prohibiting the interrogation of children?" Joshua asked.

"No. But