Kaigaku felt groggy, as if he had just had a long, chaotic dream.
It felt like running a high fever in summer.
He seemed to have dreamed about many things from his past.
And in the dream, someone seemed to have kept asking him questions.
He wanted to open his eyes, but his body felt trapped in sleep paralysis.
Then came waves of cold and shaking.
His mind had already cleared a little, yet he could not move his fingers, and his eyelids were too heavy to lift.
Not until he heard a crisp snap of fingers.
Snap!
Only then did the darkness around him recede swiftly like the tide.
Kaigaku opened his eyes.
But once he saw his surroundings clearly, his heart sank.
That tall guy was carrying him, and they were already standing at the entrance to the police station!
"Y-you bastard! What are you trying to do?!"
After a brief moment of shock, the black-haired brat immediately began struggling desperately.
A patrolman nearby had been yawning.
At the noise, he immediately raised his head warily.
Seeing a teenage boy carrying a child toward him, he instinctively sensed something was wrong.
His expression immediately turned serious.
At first, he thought the older boy was bullying the younger one.
But then he reconsidered.
Who would go out of their way to escort their opponent to the police station after a fight?
And most importantly...
The patrolman noticed Xia Xi's clothes.
One look at the fabric and workmanship told him they were not something an ordinary street brat could afford.
"Sir, may I ask what happened?"
"This brat stole something and pulled a knife."
As Xia Xi spoke, he casually pressed a spot on Kaigaku's body again.
Kaigaku immediately felt his entire body go numb. Unable to struggle any longer,