"What's this?"
"Two black wizards."
"I know... I mean, how did you manage to capture two black wizards?"
"They tried to rob me."
"Rob you? Where? At First University?"
"Outside the school... Why so many questions? Why not just throw them straight into Black Prison?" Zheng Qing replied with some impatience—he had expended a great deal of energy during the previous battle and was very much in need of rest—the Little White Cat in his arms stretched out a paw and patted the warlock's arm, signaling him to calm down.
Zheng Qing heaved a deep sigh.
This was Trident Sword's enforcement agency in Beta Town.
After the brief yet fierce battle, the Mystery Drug on Zheng Qing's body had inexplicably worn off—he attributed it to the poor quality of the drug—and Little White Cat had not yet returned to its original form.
