Chapter 151 Arrogance

Chapter 151: Overconfidence

This feels awful...

Ji Anjue felt as if he had been crushed and reassembled, an indescribable discomfort comparable to a breakthrough in psychic power.

He *really* wanted to sleep a bit more...

But it seemed he couldn't...

'...Bastard... get up...'

Who's swearing like that? That's not like him; he's a polite, well-mannered boy.

Father likes civilized children.

'An Jue... total bastard...'

Who's calling me?

'Ji Anjue! Bastard!'

Shit!

They really are cursing me!

Even Father wouldn't dare swear at me! Who has the nerve?!

Furious, Ji Anjue struggled to suppress the discomfort, wanting to curse back, but found himself as if trapped in quicksand, unable to use his psychic power properly.

'Ji Anjue! Wake up! If you don't wake up, all the snacks will be mine!'

Ji Anjue: …………

If he doesn't tear that person into a thousand pieces, he's not Ji Anjue!

Probably because he really wanted those snacks, Ji Anjue wrenched his psychic power awake, gathered it in his grasp, and roared back: 'Who dares!'

Both people and the cat heard that. Simultaneously, the psychic monitoring device in the room detected the powerful surge and went off.

The people in the room couldn't hear it, but Ji Anzhi still reminded Ji Anjue: 'An Jue, pull your psychic power back.'

At the same time, Ji Anzhi opened an inconspicuous cufflink. The highly concentrated Psychic Stimulant inside vaporized upon contact with nitrogen. He closed the cufflink after just two seconds. That was all it took.

Ji Anzhi's psychic strength wasn't high, and combined with the beta's psychic characteristics, he was unaffected. Xiaoxue's psychic power, like Ji Anjue's, was stable and fine.

Only Qi Yanshen, as an alpha, reacted violently to psychic stimulant drugs.

Within seconds, Qi Yanshen's psychic power began to churn uncontrollably.

Ji Anzhi feigned panic and concern, asking: "Yan Shen? What's wrong? What happened?"

"...It's nothing, just some psychic restlessness."

"Ah? Is it dangerous?"

"It's fine."

Outside, Brian glanced at the data and the reactions of the two. It seemed normal.

This little alpha was in a sensitive phase, a state where psychic restlessness easily triggered alarms.

Another look at the heart monitor—it probably wasn't an act.

Brian relaxed, turned off the alarm, and reported the incident.

Having narrowly escaped, Ji Anzhi continued acting with Qi Yanshen. A few minutes later, Qi Yanshen gradually calmed down, soothed by Ji Anjue, who was now conscious.

To complete the act, Ji Anzhi fussed over Qi Yanshen a bit more before tightly hugging him, pretending to rest, exhausted from the scare.

Qi Yanshen did the same.

But the actual situation was a jumble of voices in their minds.

Ji Anjue: 'Were we captured? Where's my body?'

Ji Anzhi: 'I don't know. Not here?'

Ji Anjue: 'No.'

Ji Anzhi: 'Then it's probably at the Conservative Party headquarters.'

Ji Anjue: 'By the way, who called me a bastard? And said they'd eat my snacks!'

Xiaoxue: 'Me.'

Ji Anjue: 'Xiaoxue! You actually cursed at me! Do you believe I'll tell Father!'

Xiaoxue: 'Father knows you muted me.'

Ji Anjue: '………… Father, I was wrong.'

Ji Anzhi didn't even want to comment. Every time it's "I know I was wrong," but when has he ever changed?

Truly a goldfish memory—forgets in seven seconds.

After the brief liveliness, Ji Anzhi took a deep breath, preparing to tell Ji Anjue about what he discovered yesterday.

'An Jue, your hometown...'

Before he could finish, Ji Anjue, perhaps having glimpsed fragments from Ji Anzhi and Xiaoxue's minds in advance, sharply interrupted: 'It's not true!'

Ji Anzhi and Xiaoxue remained silent. They knew if Ji Anjue really wanted to know, he could just read their memories.

A heavy silence fell. Qi Yanshen tightened his embrace around Ji Anzhi, knowing how bad he must feel.

Qi Yanshen: 'An Jue, even if you keep avoiding it, it's already happened. Are you going to deceive yourself for a lifetime?'

Ji Anjue didn't respond. Qi Yanshen continued: 'Either cowardly escape, or make them pay with their lives. The choice is yours.'

After a long while, Ji Anjue's voice, choked with tears, sounded: 'But... but I haven't even met them. I haven't even gone back home to take a look, and it's gone... I... I... *sob*...'

The sound of quiet sobbing echoed in their minds. No one spoke.

Some emotions needed to be vented by himself.

'...What about the Star Eagle?'

Ji Anzhi remained silent.

Silence was his only reply.

Ji Anjue was bewildered, unable to believe it: "...That's gone too?"

"Yeah, sorry."

Ji Anjue was heartbroken, and Ji Anzhi was no less so. Before leaving, he had personally euthanized all the animals on the *Star Eagle*.

After a long silence, Ji Anjue spoke with an eerily calm and flat tone: "What's next?"

Ji Anzhi asked, "How much of your psychic energy has recovered?"

"About eighty percent."

"That's enough. Follow my lead later."

With that, Ji Anzhi stood up. His voice was hoarse from not drinking water for almost a day as he addressed the empty room: "I need to go out to get the Space Bracelet data. My boyfriend needs psychic stabilizers. We both need to go out together."

Brian's voice echoed in the room: "No, only one can go out."

Ji Anzhi clenched his fists, then complied after a few seconds: "Fine. I hope your actions match your words."

Brian didn't speak further. A metal panel in the room suddenly opened, revealing a small black bottle.

Ji Anzhi walked over, opened it, and drank it down.

After drinking, he doubled over, clutching his stomach as he dry-heaved.

"Need our medic, little beta?"

Ji Anzhi struggled to his feet, defiantly replying, "No need..."

The door they'd entered through earlier slid open. Ji Anzhi first walked to Qi Yanshen's side and once again grabbed his collar, pulling him down.

It was a pain being shorter than your partner—to kiss, you either had to pull their collar or stand on your tiptoes.