It wasn't long before he was on the spacious bridge of the Airship, facing Michel.
One of the Colonel's Legion doppelgangers unceremoniously pushed him out of the elevator. It signaled to another doppelganger, then turned and left.
The one that remained drew a pistol and, from several meters away, stared unwaveringly at Huai Shi, ready to kill him on the spot if he made the slightest move.
Naturally, someone else came over to unlock his shackles.
Although he still couldn't use his Stigma and Soul Power, at least this was more comfortable.
Huai Shi rubbed his wrists, exhaled, and couldn't help but complain, "Could you be a bit gentler? After all, we're all alumni... Oh, that's right, I do have an Ivy League diploma. Can't I be considered one of you and get slightly better treatment?"
