Before their eyes, Nan Zhou calmly grabbed the power strip cord in the conference room and tied up the Alpha.
He moved quickly, tying tight, neat knots. Even the terrified Hao Jia couldn't help asking, "When did you learn that?"
"Basic angler skills."
"Huh?"
Nan Zhou searched the floor for a while, then abruptly stood and strode toward Hao Jia. He snatched the bag from his hand, pulled out the bite guard, and walked over to the kimchi-scented Alpha to force it onto him.
As he did, he declared with conviction, "Kimchi really does have the ability to transfer objects from A to B!"
Once he was done, he gripped the front of the bite guard and shook it as though holding a dog's muzzle, then instructed the young woman beside him, who had only just begun recovering from her fright.
"I'm lending this to you. Remember to return it. A new one."
Hao Jia: "..."
"At a time like this, you're still in the mood for that!"
"Do you have any idea what's happening? If you're affected and go into heat too, you'll be marked right here! They're not like..." Halfway through, Hao Jia suddenly remembered there was a third person here.
That had been close. He had almost let someone find out that Huo Xingye had marked Nan Zhou.
"Aside from feeling like I'm inside an exploding biochemistry lab, I feel perfectly fine." Nan Zhou walked over with the bag.
Only then did Hao Jia belatedly notice something unusual about him.
Nan Zhou was an Omega. The whole floor was practically steeped in all kinds of pheromones, and even Hao Jia, a Beta, found it foul. Yet Nan Zhou's legs hadn't weakened at all. He had even knocked out a burly Alpha with a spiked club.
"Is it