"Du Yu told me you were looking for me."
His tone was calm and gentle. Su Chen felt a strange sense of familiarity, and after looking him up and down, realized the kid seemed to be imitating his father.
After a moment's thought, Su Chen suddenly roared, "I won't accept this!"
His voice echoed through the hall. Several staff members looked over in surprise, and Zhang Hengyu froze.
"Why should I have to wait a year?" Su Chen demanded, staring straight at Zhang Hengyu.
Only then did Zhang Hengyu understand. His face flushed, and he opened his mouth, then closed it again, seemingly at a loss.
Why is he reacting like that?
Puzzled, Su Chen changed tack at once. "Come with me," he said coldly.
He turned and headed upstairs, followed by the gazes of the Inspection Guards amid a rising buzz of conversation.
Zhang Hengyu's face burned with what looked like shame as he slowly followed.
The corridor on the top floor was empty.
Zhang Hengyu hesitated, as though he wanted to say something, but Su Chen spoke first in a low voice. "I'm already a Tier 2 Professional."
"What?" Zhang Hengyu stared blankly, forgetting whatever he had meant to say. "How... how did you get there so fast?"
Su Chen's voice was cold. "I'm not a pampered young master like you. I'm a refugee. When I get a chance, I can't afford to let it go."
He paused, then said wistfully, "I can't even remember the last time I slept more than three hours. Have you ever seen Southwind City at three in the morning?"
"Of course I have!" The question seemed to strike a nerve. Zhang Hengyu had looked a little guilty at first.
"I was a bit willful as a child, but once I got older,