Once he saw who was the person that had just walked in, Hayden Luke frowned.
This middle-aged man was the person in charge of the current government facility that they were in.
All the staff there were also directly under his jurisdiction.
There were some past grudges between Hayden and him, and that was why they were unfriendly towards each other.
“I and you, Mr. Luke are not from the same area of jurisdiction.
“For you to come all the way here, Mr. Luke, perhaps you’re sticking your nose into something that’s too far off from your own business now?
“Or did you think you’re a part of the CIA, Mr. Luke?”
The middle-aged man looked at Hayden and spoke softly.
What he said made Hayden simmer with rage.
However, he could not utter a single word in reply.
There were indeed unpleasantries exchanged in between the two of them, and now that he was here at the other person’s area of jurisdiction, it was indeed him being too nosy!
However, if he were to leave this matter be, would Sean Lennon not be crucified by Joey and the rest?
Hayden was extremely conflicted. Alas, his influence was limited.
This middle-aged man and himself were considered equals, so he had no right to order him around.
Joey Yates hugged her arms in front of her as disdain filled her eyes.
A mere cripple dare to think that he was invincible just because he knew a few people?
If she wanted Sean dead, it would be as simple as crushing an ant.
“Are you done with the interrogation yet?”
The middle-aged man saw that Hayden was quiet, so he asked his subordinates.
“Not yet. Sean Lennon refuses to admit that he was the one that had killed Charles.
“However, according to the timeline, he is the biggest suspect.”
The interrogator explained.
“Throw him in lock up and grill him slowly, then.”
The middle-aged man nodded and was about to leave.
“You dare lock me up?”
Sean narrowed his eyes as he asked casually.
“Hah!”
The middle-aged man turned and asked, “Why do I not dare to lock you up?”
Sean looked into the middle-aged man’s eyes, his gaze was firm without the slightest bit of anxiety, but was instead filled with a look of disdain as if he was looking down on the middle-aged man.
He was the Nine-star Commander, and how powerful and noble he was!
He donned Nine-star armor, and in his hand, wielded the Nation-defending sword!
He was the one protecting the peace of the world.
In his hands, he had millions of men, and he was given the power to act as he saw fit!
A sword in one hand, power in the other. He was the nation’s defender!
Who, in the vastness of the kingdom under the sun dared to convict the Nine-star Commander?
Who else, dared to throw the Nine-star Commander into lock up?
This middle-aged man? No, even if it was a member of the royal family, they would have to bow down under Sean’s authority as well.
“If you lock me up,
“Within a day, this place…
“Will cease to exist.”
Sean’s voice rang, his tone was confident and serene.
Everyone was stunned.
What an arrogant thing for a cripple to say!
How dare he announce things like this place ceasing to exist?
Where did he get his confidence from?
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