Master Bai! This Celestial Fox Spirit Is Asking For Divorce
Chapter 109: Episode 9.12 Smiling Shen Yuan was the scariest

Chapter 109: Episode 9.12 Smiling Shen Yuan was the scariest

"Oh? I could see that you’re faring very well with your freedom cut from you. But are you sure you’re fine?" Shen Yuan leisurely picked up a pair of chopsticks and gave Haichong a teasing smile.

Nobody but the celestial fox spirit knows the catastrophe waiting to be unleashed behind those charming curved lips.

But the young man opposite the omega could feel it. And it awakens the sleeping memories of the white flame that once scorched his soul.

Behind his strong collected facade, his heart started beating fast and his palm became increasingly sweaty as seconds passed.

"Your hands couldn’t hide their excitement after getting rid of the handcuffs. How adorable."

He then pushed a bowl of Mapo Tofu and rice forward, and said, "I researched a little about the food in Hunter Association’s prison and I learned that they are as bland as the ones in the hospital. Minimum spice and salt. Just enough nutrition to keep you alive."

"It must be unbearable right? So, here’s something that would bring color to your pale skin. It’s got the best mix of spiciness and numbing effect since it came from an old traditional five-star restaurant," Shen Yuan then put a pair of chopsticks just in front of the person he was about to interrogate. "Come on. Eat with me, Haichong."

"What the hell is this? It never occurred to me that offering food and dining with your son’s kidnapper was a thing now," Watching all this happen through the one-way mirror, Mo Zhu mockingly commented. His expression was stern as usual but behind his eyes lies smugness.

He cast a side glance at Bai Tingfeng, hoping to see any unfavorable expression on the alpha’s face.

But Bai Tingfeng’s face is as blank as a sheet of paper.

"Brother Tingfeng, Shen Yuan—" Mo Zhu was about to say that the omega that Bai Tingfeng married was a cold-blooded bitch who didn’t care a thing about their son and told him to don’t mind such horrible omega when Chairman Mao suddenly let out a loud laugh.

"Interesting, absolutely interesting," Chairman Mao’s voice was full of excitement.

Mo Zhu couldn’t help but furrow his brows. Why is Chairman Mao like this?

"I didn’t expect that a fashion model would know something that even professional interrogators may overlook, " Xia Jinhai said.

Direct confrontation, dominance, and deflection. These things are the most common words that come to people’s minds once interrogation is mentioned.

But what they sometimes forget is that interrogation is another application of communication and to become successful with it, a certain connection needs to be established.

Interrogators must first build rapport.

"The simplest things inside the interrogation room could build a connection between the two people inside. And if Shen Yuan was smart enough. Then he could use a simple bowl of Mapo Tofu to be a bridge between him and his suspect so that the latter will ultimately confess," Xia Jinhai explained. "A soft approach like this is sometimes surprisingly effective to even the most vicious criminals. Empathy is a powerful weapon depending on who and how they wield it."

He’s been with the Intelligence Department of the Hunter Association, so he’s no stranger to interrogation methods. He must say that using food to gain an emotional connection with the suspect was a smart move coming from an amateur like Shen Yuan.

Besides, the other is an S-Class awakener. Their strength, pride, and guts made them difficult to crack once Shen Yuan resorted to a more aggressive method.

Xia Jinhai paused his thoughts. But why does it feel like he was missing something important?

"But Mapo Tofu is saucy, so why use chopsticks instead of a spoon?" Xia Jinhai has this very minor intrusive thought that he couldn’t shake off since earlier.

Shen Yuan also took quite a lot of chopsticks. That is, if the other paper bag on Shen Yuan’s side is what he thinks it is.

Years might have passed, and a lot of things have changed since they got out of school, but some things stayed the same. Shen Yuan is still hard to read.

It’s difficult for him to deduce Shen Yuan’s.

Xia Jinhai thought as he looked at the omega on the other side of the glass.

"I can’t be too sure about that," Bai Tingfeng chimed in a deep, serious voice. That is his response to Xia Jinhai’s interpretation. "My husband isn’t that kind to use empathy towards that man. Not even a fake empathy."

"Was that an insult?" Chairman Mao asked jokingly.

Bai Tingfeng shook his head. Absolutely not. He just knew his husband well and he doesn’t mind even if Shen Yuan acted as the big devil here.

Gu Jinpeng, who was silently watching on the sidelines, couldn’t help but internally agree.

"It shouldn’t be the food that they are focusing on. They should be mindful of the bowl and chopsticks instead," the former assassin thought, as his eyes were glued to the candid behavior of the omega.

He saw that kind of smile when Shen Yuan was interrogating him and it still gives him the chills.

"Master Shen is the scariest and the most dangerous when he smiles. The brighter he smiles, the more terrible his enemy’s fate becomes," Gu Jinpeng murmured.

He really learned the hard way. And now someone is about to take their special lesson with Shen Yuan.

"Fuck you, Shen Yuan! Do you think I would give in just because you’re here with food? Damn you!" The man tried to channel his fear into a loud anger-filled roar.

But of course, Shen Yuan knew that this was nothing but an angry growl of a cornered old lion. A last attempt to create an opening and escape from him.

"And so I’m damned," Shen Yuan rolled his eyes. "You know what Haichong—"

"What did you just call me?!" The young man momentarily forgot his deep-seated fear of this omega.

His pride as an S-Class summoner couldn’t accept that a stupid omega like Shen Yuan dared to call him names! How dare he call him a fly?!

"Haichong? Oh, so you don’t want to be called names. I see, let me see what your real name is then..." Shen Yuan lazily scrolled the tablet as he fished out a cube of tofu with his chopsticks. "Gao Qiang?"

"What a very good name for a beta like you."

"Why? Do you think I don’t deserve to be named as strong?" Gao Qiang begrudgingly asked to which Shen Yuan actively denied.

"Spare me from nonsensical wars over secondary sex stereotypes. I don’t have the same mind as you lot."

"Don’t be mistaken," Shen Yuan put the tofu in his mouth and munched it with relish. He even closed his eyes to let himself feast on the spiciness left on the tofu.

Seeing the nonchalant behavior of the omega before him. Made Gao Qiang’s anger reach its peak.

How dare this omega treat him like nothing when the feeling of getting his soul burned by that white flame haunts him even in his sleep?! It’s impossible to use words to describe his feelings right now.

Gao Qiang clenched his fist. It was wrong for Shen Yuan to act like nothing happened when he caused him to lose his freedom and practically everything he wished for.

"How was your son? Is he enjoying the life that was temporarily spared to him?" Gao Qiang/Haichong wiped away his anger and fear and replaced it with an arrogant smirk.

"That fucker!" Bai Tingfeng’s eyes turned gold, and he was about to charge inside the interrogation room if it weren’t for Admiral Wu Jin’s timely hold on Bai Tingfeng’s arm, ultimately stopping the alpha, who was about to go on a rampage.

"Calm yourself, Tingfeng! You’re not allowed to meddle in the ongoing interrogation! Why don’t you look at your husband and learn from him? He’s angry, but he’s calm because he knows that making that asshole talk is the priority, and that would help Yanyan more!"

Exactly when he said those words, Mo Zhu suddenly let out a shrill, frightened cry, catching their attention.

"Oh my god! What did he do?"

Admiral Wu Jin and Bai Tingfeng unwittingly traced the omega’s line of sight and realized that it was directed to where Shen Yuan was.

"Holy shit..." Admiral Wu Jin couldn’t help but curse as goosebumps started to form in his arms.

"It seems like I’m no longer needed inside, Bai Tingfeng coldly said. His husband finally vented his anger for him.

"Arghhh!" Gao Qiang squealed like a pig.

A pair of chopsticks are impaling his right hand to the table like a stake. One single movement of his hand and an indescribable feeling of pain instantly assaulted him. At this moment, he truly prayed that he was numb because of the searing sensation playing throughout his nerves.

"Fuck! The spicy sauce! The spicy sauce is burning my wound, Shen Yuan!"

He called the omega, who was now out of his seat and leaning in front of him. The same person who stabbed his hand with the sauce-soaked chopsticks.

"Hey, human? Do you think that I care?" Shen Yuan’s expression was smiling just like earlier but this time, the murderousness was very obvious through his fox-shaped eyes. "Everything starting before I stabbed you was your fault, you stupid fly. Did I allow you to talk about my son?"

"Did I?" Shen Yuan asked once again and in a very slow but extremely painful way, he rotated the chopsticks counterclockwise.

"Fuck! Arghh! Shen Yuan! This is fucking illegal, you bitch! Pull it out!" Gao Qiang roared. He didn’t eat a bit of the Mapo Tofu, but his entire face was sweating and bright red.

"Haven’t you heard? I have every right to do anything to you now. All my actions are legal given this for the sake of investigation." Shen Yuan said, smirking. "How is it? Can you feel the famed numbing effect of Mapo Tofu, you damned fly?"