Standing a meter away from her, Emperor Quan stopped. One seated, one standing, one looking down from above, another casting a carefree glance around. Their gazes intersected at a 45-degree angle for a moment, clashing silently. Emperor Quan suddenly waved his hand, his imposing manner somehow outclassing the attending chief and others by quite a margin.
Following that, everyone in the interrogation room, including the handsome police officer, all withdrew.
Taken aback, Zhan Se's curiosity about the man's identity resurfaced uncontrollably.
Damn it, curiosity really is the least principled thing there is.
"I have some questions for you too."
The man's gaze was icy and grave, his rugged features divinely handsome.
