"Invite me to what? A meal or tea?"
Hearing him, Huai Shi stayed unmoved. Instead, she sat back down on the chair in the room and calmly shot back, "Don't tell me when the time comes that old geezer will suddenly smash his cup as a signal, and your Li Jian family's Eight Canine Warriors will rush out from behind the screen and chop me into several pieces?"
"You are Miss Zhenxi's agent, and at the same time an honored guest of the Li Jian family. Something so disgraceful to our family name will absolutely never happen again in the Li Jian family."
Horn Mountain answered calmly: "We merely hope to conduct a temporary inquiry to clear you of suspicion… Miss Amber is already here, so please don't worry."
"What about Zhenxi?" Huai Shi asked. "If I leave, will anyone else try to use her to make a fuss?"
"Before your return, I will stand guard here and not move a single step," Horn Mountain replied with firm resolve. "If Miss Zhenxi suffers any harm at all, you may cut off my head at that time, and I will have no objections."
Right outside the door, a car had already pulled up in complete silence.
The car door opened.
Awaiting Miss Huaizhi's grand arrival.
After confirming once again with Zhenxi that Horn Mountain could be trusted, Huai Shi handed The Fly King to her right in front of Horn Mountain, then gave Horn Mountain one last look.
That look made Horn Mountain's back go a bit cold.
He couldn't tell whether it was intimidation or mockery.
But by the time Horn Mountain came back to his senses, that graceful figure had already vanished without a trace.
And only after Huai Shi sat down in the car did he finally come back to himself.
Thinking of the way he'd just swayed his hips, he couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart.
I'm so slutty…
.
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"Name?"
"Huaizhi Sushi."
"Age?"
"Eighteen."
"Gender?"
"Male."
Huai Shi rolled his eyes, making the faces of the old men in the seats of honor darken all at once.
"Miss Huaizhi, this session was proposed by the Inugami Old House and convened specifically as a temporary inquiry for you. We hope you can treat it with some gravity and not joke around."
"That's so weird. Some questions, don't you already have the answers? Like my gender… You can't decide to change the answer just because you squeezed what you thought was a soft persimmon and found nails inside, right?"
Huai Shi was still dripping sarcasm today.
Right up until Amber, who'd been coldly watching from the side, was about to poke several holes in him with her gaze.
"Fine, fine. Whatever you want to ask, hurry up and ask." Huai Shi lowered his eyes and glanced at the clock on his phone. "Time is money, after all."
"Then, let's get straight to the point."
From the central seat of honor, the cold-faced middle-aged man beside the Inugami Old House spoke: "Where were you last night?"
When he asked, his gaze was razor-sharp, like a straight razor that would carve fine, shallow cuts into a person's skin.
"Sleeping," Huai Shi answered calmly. "I was drunk last night, everyone saw it. The bartender went heavy on me; I didn't open my eyes until ten this morning."
The middle-aged man suddenly asked, "Who can prove you stayed in your room the whole time?"
"Who can prove I didn't stay in my room the whole time?"
Huai Shi sneered: "I thought the Li Jian family would at least understand some basic common sense. Or is this the kind of place where, like online, whoever shouts louder is automatically right?
I haven't read that many books, but as far as I remember, this country and all your borders adopt the Sea system of law, right? But regardless of which legal system, there's a basic principle—no one is obligated to incriminate themselves.
Who asserts must prove—that's the most fundamental truth. Do you need me to teach you that? I even did a stint as class rep in Border Law at the Ivory Tower."
Class rep was the least of it. With Huai Shi's level, the Professor of law had already started occasionally skiving off and asking Huai Shi to cover lectures.
And on days when Huai Shi wanted to slack off, he'd even hand Classical Music Appreciation over to him.
To be fair, that Professor's taste in music was genuinely solid, with some rather unique insights into certain classical pieces, and he especially loved Mozart!
In fact, everyone in that law classroom, one by one, had a soft spot for Mozart… Maybe they all felt that while hopping back and forth on the edge of the law, listening to Mozart gave them a strange sense of aesthetic bliss.
Now it seemed the intimidation value of Border Law was off the charts.
Anyway, the moment Huai Shi finished talking, the middle-aged man's face immediately turned ugly.
The Ivory Tower's Border Law course was notorious for being hard to deal with and for stirring up trouble. Every year, all sorts of brilliant near-graduates would tirelessly shuttle between various borders, trying to do things that the law hadn't explicitly said you couldn't do, just to get a higher evaluation from their teachers…
This was a warning.
If Deer's Sing Hall kept trying to press like this, Huai Shi had every right to retain a graduate as a lawyer to defend the poor, helpless, yet still edible Miss Huaizhi Sushi.
As the atmosphere gradually deadlocked, the silent Inugami Old House suddenly coughed twice. Playing the role of the "good cop," he finally spoke: "Mr. Yamada was momentarily at a loss for words, please don't take offense. He's simply too anxious. Because the way you usually operate is far too similar to the Murderer. So…"
"No, that's not the same thing at all."