"Name?"


    "Shay Ketter!"


    "Gender?"


    "Male!"


    "When did you get involved in gang activities?"


    "I''m not a gangster, nor did I join a gang. Please don''t try suggestive questioning on me, sir!"


    "Ha. Alright, smarty pants. You hit someone at the hospital, so we can detain you for picking fights. You also participated in a group fight. How are you not a gangster?"


    Two unfriendly officers were interrogating Wilbur in the interrogation room of the lockup.


    However, they were not interrogating him ording to normal procedures. They used a lot of trick questions to bait Wilbur into admitting to serious crimes.


    Based on their behavior, Wilbur knew that they did a lot of dirty work. Otherwise, they would not act so recklessly.


    Wilbur felt unbothered by their scolding because he believed that Elsa was informed after they were arrested and taken away. Otherwise, Elsa would not instruct them to cooperate.


    He surmised that the special operation Elsa mentioned was not to eliminate an evil force against society, but rather, it was a special operation to eliminate the corruption amongw enforcers!


    Wilbur felt calm when he thought about that. He felt like he should y along since Elsa wanted him to.


    Coincidentally, he could use this to construct his background and get hired at the hospital. He felt like he would not be easily suspected.


    Therefore, Wilbur snapped back casually at the interrogators, "Sir! I think you should watch your mouth. I''m here to make a statement, not being interrogated. One might escape from thew, but karma would get them in the end. Perhaps those evildoers will be struck by lightning, don''t you think?"


    "You bitch! Who do you think you are to preach to us about ethics? You have to obey once you''re in here. I don''t care how powerful you think you are. Otherwise, I''ll rece the interrogation footage. I wonder if you want to be a smart mouth or take my fists!"


    The interrogator lost it after a few insults from Wilbur and threatened Wilbur to his face.


    However, Wilbur was not pressured by the empty threats. He asked teasingly, "Oh yeah? I was always a tough nut to crack. If I keep saying that I''m not a gangster, you guys wouldn''t be able to fulfill your mission, right? Some people are all talk. I''ll be stubborn today. What can you do about it?"


    Then, he sat properly and looked as if he was taunting them to take action.


    "Damn!"


    Thew enforcer seemed agitated by his actions. He stood and turned off the camera, then he walked toward Wilbur.


    He punched Wilbur without hesitation, but his fist did notnd on his face. It was as if there was an invisible shield in front of his face.


    Wilbur was an Emperor level cultivator. The guy in front of him would die tragically if he so wished.


    However, Wilbur did not do that. He looked at them as if he was a god looking at some annoying pests.


    "You... You''re a cultivator? Out with it! Which cult are you following?"