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There was another one who countered, “It can’t be that bad, right? Sergeant Larson is a legitimate master fighter, isn’t he? Maybe Sergeant Cheney will turn out not to be his match.”His suggestion immediately earned him a glare. “How’s that remotely possible? Sergeant Cheney has been a mainstay in the gallery of awesome pros for so long. Do you know how many of the most infamously depraved convicts all around the globe died by his hand? Sergeant Cheney is so powerful that our minds can’t even comprehend its extent, okay? How’s Sergeant Larson gonna compare to that? Even if he were a master fighter himself, I doubt he’s gonna match Sergeant Cheney evenly anyway!”“But what are we gonna do about this? We accepted the offer, right? Shouldn’t we tell Sergeant Larson about this?”“Do we have a choice? Of course not. He has to hear about this by this point! God, what have we done? We really dragged Sergeant Larson down with us right there…”Austin, Rafael, and the rest of the squad look

Zayn stood rooted to the spot, motionless. In this brief moment, he felt like a radar sensing every single person within a radius of a few hundred meters. He could see every single one of their features, their looks. The content of their conversations. The pluck and strum of emotions in their interactions, and even their inner mindscape and all of its fleeting sentiments—their peeves, their sorrow, their joy.He could see them all in his head. He had never experienced something like this before!Now, Zayn already knew that he was psychically stronger than almost everyone else. He could literally influence the moods around him through his will, after all, and yet he had never tried the reverse—he had tried expanding his senses and perceived the lives, both inner and outer, of thousands before.It was an exhausting undertaking not unlike a computer going into overdrive, whereby it went beyond its load and seemed so dangerously close to bursting into flames. Zayn felt the same, too, an

Faron Cole was, admittedly, an old acquaintance who hailed from the same town as Zachary, but it did not mean that Zayn had a good impression of him. Faron was an arrogant, vain showboat who liked nothing more than looking down on anyone he judged as inferior and holding grudges over the pettiest things. Sure, he was smart—or deviously cunning—enough to know how to cut corners and maximize profit, but his unsavory character spoke volumes. Zayn never liked the man that much.On the other hand, Zayn’s nonchalance was rubbing Faron the wrong way, especially since, in his memory, Zayn was just a pathetic, useless doormat of a son-in-law. He was below the successful class of people like himself—way, way below.Disdainful eyes swept all over Zayn. Faron could not help but notice the unremarkable getup, the matted hair, and the look of someone who had really lost much of his fortune. “So, long time no see, Zayn Larson,” he began judgingly, “I trust you’ve found a place to make yourself feel

Thanks to his commentary, Zachary was reminded of exactly where Barrow Cove was. He started scrunching his nose in bafflement. Even he had to admit that Zayn’s bluff was a little too much—really? Barrow Cove?Zayn had gotten so sick of Faron’s commentary that he decided to tune him out altogether. He turned his attention towards Zachary. “What? You don’t look like you believe me.”“Uh, well…” Zachary began, a little hard-pressed. How was he supposed to believe Zayn when he had seen the latter squat in a corner all by himself, sopping wet with sweat and eyes focused on an advertisement that offered to hire dishwashers. It would be pretty naive of him to believe that the same man lived in an area famous for its wealthy residents.Still, Zachary could not bring himself to expose him—he respected Zayn way too much to do something so cruel.He chuckled dryly in lieu of finishing his previous sentence and said, “Well, Barrow Cove is pretty far from here, yeah? It wouldn’t be sensible to

Lindsay sighed with her as she propped her regret-fraught face with the thick of her palm, “Uh, you should have told me he was! God, if only I knew—I would have been on my knees when I saw him! Hell, I wouldn’t have offended him at all! Damn it!” she moaned, “I’ve been visiting Violet Vision Media Corp these past few days, but man, he’s just not interested in seeing me ever again, is he?”Allana let out a long sigh and joined her friend’s pity party. She was submerged in her own tide of melancholy and regret. Their despondency made them stick out like sore thumbs, so much so that they bothered the other attendants around them.Meanwhile, Zayn and the rest of Faron’s team had arrived at the hotel’s grand banquet hall. He had attended many upper-class parties, so Zayn had no trouble keeping his cool. Faron and Zachary, on the other hand, were visibly a little bit more shaken up now that they were in the presence of the affluent—being amongst these people made them both excited yet also