He realized his fist did not land on Wilbur's face, so he instantly pulled out his gun as if he encountered a powerful enemy and
pointed the gun at Wilbur's head.
"You wrongfully accusedof being a gangster, and now you're accusingof being a cultist? It seems you really just pin
whatever crimes on others all willy-nilly. Are you going to shootif | don't admit that I'm a cultist?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOrdinary people would probably be scared to death if they were held at gunpoint.
However, Wilbur was at ease. He mocked the officer who was pointing a gun at him.
"Hey! This has real bullets. Even if you're an Aura level cultivator, your shield won't work at this distance. | think you better
confess. Otherwise, things won't end well for you when the professional cultivator interrogators get here!"
Wilbur did not react to the threat. He leaned on the chair nonchalantly and teased, "You haven't even shotyet. How are you so
sure that my shield wouldn't work? I'm used to threats, so your pathetic tricks don't work on me. Stop fooling around in front of
me!"
The door of the interrogation room opened when Wilbur was done talking. Then, the middle-aged man who led the police to arrest
them walked in.
"Holden Zank, put your gun down!"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe middle-aged man glared at the officer, then turned to Wilbur. He smirked menacingly and said, "Young man, perhaps you're
from a family of cultivators, so you have sbackground. However, | call the shots in this place! You picked a fight at the
hospital, then you fought with gangsters. These two crimes can land you up to eight years in prison! Moreover, you're a cultivator.
I'm afraid you'll be sent to the Kardon Province Prison!"
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