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Zhang Tie kept his eyes narrowed, watching Seton's figure vanish into the distance before turning back to look at the woman who was holding him hostage.

The woman still glared at him with resentful eyes. Because of Zhang Tie's earlier threat, she had finally stopped speaking.

Zhang Tie remained standing without moving or speaking, yet his hand never released the woman. He simply maintained that position. One minute passed, then two, until nearly ten minutes had gone by, and Zhang Tie was still holding the pose with a smile on his face.

An angry roar came from afar, and Seton, who had seemingly left, appeared again in the distance.

"Peter, you bastard..."

"Remember this—if you try any tricks again, next time I'll carve a cut into this woman's face!" Zhang Tie shouted back.

After furiously yelling in this direction to vent his emotions, Seton's figure retreated into the distance once more. Zhang Tie knew that this time, Seton had truly left.

"How did you know Seton hadn't left?" The eyes behind the captured woman's mask flickered, and she finally could not resist speaking.

"To be honest, I didn't know either. I was just trying my luck. It was only a few minutes, and I had nothing to lose anyway! I didn't expect he really hadn't left!" Zhang Tie shrugged casually, speaking in an equally casual tone.

The woman clenched her teeth tightly.

Over the next few seconds, Zhang Tie held the woman with one hand while unceremoniously fitting the restraint collar Seton had thrown over around her neck and wrists with the other.

The restraint collar was an extremely advanced metal restraint tool. It looked simple, but its power was formidable—a fusion of shackles and rune equipment. Ordinary police officers naturally could not afford such a thing, but for high-level