Translator: Larbre Studio
Editor: Larbre Studio
The senior officer realized his mistake after unleashing those words.
He promptly backpedaled, “Miss… Miss Quan, here are the medication possession permits for both the Capital and Jiang. These do not have an expiry date. Is there anything else that I can do for you, Miss Quan?”
Quan Jin was busy patting off the dust on her clothes. She looked extremely dashing, even with such simple movements.
Taking the green permits, Quan Jin replied in an overbearing tone, “What do you think you can offer? I wonder who in the Capital would bully normal civilians like me?”
The senior officer fell silent.
Are you even close to being a normal civilian?
“Miss Quan Jin, the personnel from the capital…” was indeed beyond reach and would require your power to find out. The officer dared not to continue.
But Quan Jin did not even wait for him to finish speaking: she was already on her way out of the prison. She passed the vice-captain and his teammates, throwing a brief look at them out of the corner of her eye.
The vice-captain could not speak.
Damn! Was she holding a grudge toward them?
They did not expect Quan Jin to just leave after staring at them. Just as she was about to round the corner, she looked at the senior officer and ordered, “No matter who that so-called powerful personnel is, there must be punishments! I am leaving. Get out of my way.”
“Yes, Miss Quan,” the vice-captain said.
His teammates echoed, “Yes, Miss Quan.”
Her disappearing silhouette, the senior officer recalled, seemed to match the person buried within his past memories. He shivered, realizing that his palms and back were soaked in cold sweat.
That familiar way of dealing with things…
That commanding tone…
It must be her! She was back!
There was no need to find out who wanted her dead or to punish the vice-captain. She was not a lenient person, though. Quan Jin simply looked down on them so much that she deemed all these options a waste of time.
However, in knowing how to deal with the personnel from the capital, the senior officer seemed evidently powerless.
“Mr… Mr Officer…” the vice-captain stuttered, looking at him. After stewing in his own thoughts, he dared, “Isn’t Miss Quan Jin simply the inheritor from the Quan’s? Why were you treating her in… in such a way?”
The senior officer turned to him and scorned. “Simply the inheritor from the Quan’s?”
As the senior officer looked at the shivering vice-captain, the prison was filled with his negative energy. The vice-captain was so horrified that he did not even dare to look up.
“Mr Officer, does it mean that Miss Quan Jin–”