The watcher was pale. Trembling. Blood still dripping from his cut ear, the minor wound somehow more terrifying than a major injury would have been because it demonstrated such precise control.
Zhao could have killed him… But had chosen the ear instead as a statement.
'I see you, I hear you and I can end you whenever I want.'
"And if you thought you could avoid the new lie detection system, you were very wrong."
The recent implementation of truth-verification techniques made lying under interrogation nearly impossible.
While Zhao spoke, roots were already surrounding the watcher. They coiled around his legs, his torso, his arms, forming a tight cocoon that immobilized him completely.
The man tried to struggle. Tried to protest… His mouth opened but only whimpers emerged, fear having stolen his ability to form coherent arguments or threats.
