"How did you realize something was wrong with him?"
Lu Zhan looked at Chen Miao before him and asked curiously.
"You should know about my ability, sir. It works sometimes and fails at others. I hadn't noticed that man at first, but when he suddenly came over to talk to me, I sensed his malice."
"Although that malice only appeared for an instant, I still trusted my intuition this time."
"After all, anyone who dared harbor malice toward a Ghost Market patrolman like me after you had dealt with eight illegal entrants couldn't possibly be ordinary."
"Better safe than sorry, so I used the Relocation Spell right away."
That was Chen Miao's explanation.
Lu Zhan nodded.
"Your judgment was spot-on. This time, I let my guard down."
Remembering how Rat had escaped right under his nose, Lu Zhan felt embarrassed.
Still, it wasn't entirely his fault.
At the time, he had been dealing with those illegal entrants, preparing to take them to the Suppression Prison.
Eight fairly strong illegal entrants had surrounded a patrolman who hadn't even reached the Netherworld Realm. Naturally, he didn't believe there was nothing suspicious about that.
Who could have known that before he even set off, Chen Miao would relocate him again?
In that brief moment of surprise, Rat had found an opening and slipped away.
It would have been a lie to say he didn't regret it.
Sighing inwardly, Lu Zhan said, "Although Rat escaped, I'll report your performance to the superintendent. You'll receive every reward you're due."
"Thank you, sir!"
Chen Miao bowed.
"All right, take your token."
Chen Miao reached out and took the token, which Lu Zhan had replenished with three uses of the Immobilization Spell and one use of the Relocation Spell.
"I hope you won't relocate me again today."