At the entrance to the Night Watchmen's base in Linjiang City, an extended Lincoln slowly pulled away.
Wu Quan lowered his head and sat alone at the very edge of the seat. Lin Qiye sat beside him, his Mental Power constantly monitoring the surroundings.
Lin Qiye glanced at the two motionless youths across from him, rigid as wooden puppets, then turned to Wu Quan.
"What exactly happened to those two? Did you forcibly control them?"
Wu Quan shook his head. "No. I can control their bodies, but not their minds... I can only control tangible things."
"Then this is..."
"Do you want to know?" Wu Quan raised his head and looked into Lin Qiye's eyes. "The truth behind that fire involving me, Brother Qing Zhu, and those two... do you want to know?"
"Yes."
"I can tell you, but you have to trade Brother Qing Zhu's whereabouts for it."
Wu Quan's expression was incomparably solemn, a faint glimmer flickering in his eyes.
Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes. "Was this... why you surrendered? Just to learn where he is?"
"Is that important?" Wu Quan countered.
"The outcome now is already what you wanted. Take me wherever you like. As long as you tell me where Brother Qing Zhu is, I can guarantee I'll stay quiet the entire way and cause absolutely no trouble."
Lin Qiye stared at him for a long while before finally nodding.
"All right."
Wu Quan was already a superpowered individual, no longer within the realm of ordinary people. Coupled with his relationship with Shen Qingzhu, there was no need to hide it from him now.
"But I don't trust words. I only trust what I see for myself." A black cord as thick as a thumb slid out from behind Wu Quan like a serpent, one end