The elevator descended steadily.
Inside the enclosed metal space, the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive due to the bombshell information Han Sen had just dropped.
Sitch stood beside Han Sen, and this Hero Association executive, who was accustomed to major events, now had fine cold sweat on his forehead, and the shirt on his back was somewhat soaked.
The main reason was that the information Han Sen provided was too alarming!
A colossal force lurking in the shadows, like a hungry shark, was coveting the Hero Association's position and even plotting malicious schemes.
The value of this information was immeasurable; it was enough to give the Hero Association the most precious warning time before the storm arrived!
"Mr. Han Sen, rest assured, I will immediately handle your hero recommendation! Special treatment for special cases!" Sitch's attitude was incredibly earnest, and his words, if not overflowing with gratitude, were exceptionally respectful.
"I will personally oversee it and waive all unnecessary procedures!"
Compared to this life-saving information, which was enough for the Hero Association to prepare in advance, waiving the written exam for a promising newcomer with the potential to become an S-Class Hero was an utterly trivial matter!
Ding—
The crisp elevator chime sounded, quickly arriving at the first floor.
The heavy metal doors slowly slid open to both sides, but the scene outside instantly sent Sitch's recently settled heart back into his throat, as if he had just ridden a thrilling rollercoaster.
Right in front of the elevator entrance, a petite figure stood gracefully.
Tornado of Terror!
She stood there, arms crossed over her chest, her usual A-grade scenic area appearing somewhat proud due to the external support.
Her small, delicate chin was slightly raised, outlining a cold and graceful curve, striking a pose that screamed, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Centered around her, the surrounding air seemed to turn into a viscous, semi-solid state, an invisible Psychokinesis field emanating a heart-stopping pressure.
Emerald green energy flames flickered around her like breathing, their shifting light making her already snow-white skin appear almost transparent, delicate to the touch, and emitting a vibrant, youthful glow.
Her signature green wavy hair moved without a breeze, a few unruly strands playfully brushing across her smooth, full forehead and delicate, small cheeks.
Tornado of Terror's expression seemed calm, but her long, jade-like slender legs, encased in a black silk dress, had her toes rhythmically tapping the shiny marble floor.
This subtle movement, however, clearly exposed her owner's extreme impatience.
Her beautiful emerald eyes were now firmly locked on Han Sen.
Her gaze was a mix of seven parts displeasure, two parts unwillingness to admit defeat, one part challenge, and a hint of something even she hadn't noticed, deeply hidden in her eyes…
Expectation.
That look was like a noble and beautiful small beast finally waiting at the cave entrance for the prey that dared to invade its territory.
"Ah, this…!"
Sitch's cold sweat immediately poured down; he had no doubt that if even a single word went wrong, this young lady could instantly turn the incredibly well-defended Hero Association Headquarters upside down!
However, at this moment, Tornado of Terror couldn't even spare him a glance.
She let out a huff, her cool gaze like a sharp sword pointed directly at Han Sen beside her.
Her voice was clear, yet carried a subtle tension: "Hmph… Are you done with your business?"
"Yes, I'm done."
Han Sen calmly stepped out of the elevator, his expression as relaxed as if he were just out for a stroll.
He met Tornado of Terror's almost fiery gaze, a handsome curve forming at the corner of his lips.
What he was thinking, however, was…
—Well, the main business is done, now…
—It's time to deal with you!
"Alright then!"
Little Tornado of Terror, still unaware of what was about to happen, her eyes shone brighter, burning with an unyielding fighting spirit!
Her Psychokinesis within her body completely erupted without reservation at this moment, and the emerald green energy fluctuations around her instantly boiled!
"Let's fight!"
Boom—!
Terrifying waves of air, stirred up by the Psychokinesis field, exploded outwards from her petite body!
All the reinforced glass curtain walls throughout the entire first-floor lobby let out groans of unbearable strain at the same time, and countless clear cracks instantly spread out like spiderwebs!
The expensive crystal chandeliers on the ceiling shook violently, their mounting screws making "creaking" sounds as they broke.
Countless papers were swept into the sky by the violent airflow, turning into fluttering butterflies, and the entire lobby seemed like the end of the world had arrived!
(The lobby staff who had just tidied up: Again?!)
"Miss Tornado of Terror! Please calm down…!"
Sitch was scared out of his wits, almost instinctively spreading his arms to shield Han Sen.
Although he knew this gesture was as fragile as a piece of paper in the face of the S-Class Hero's power.
However, the expected cataclysmic destruction did not occur.
Because Han Sen's movements were faster than everyone else's reactions, even faster than Tornado of Terror's Psychokinesis.
"Don't worry, I'll definitely satisfy you today, but…"
He took a step forward, his figure instantly magnified in Tornado of Terror's suddenly constricted emerald pupils.
His warm and magnetic voice, as if carrying magic, clearly sounded in her ear.
"Let's do it outside!"
Before he finished speaking, under the horrified gazes of everyone present, Han Sen extended his arm.
His movements were fluid, easily circling Tornado of Terror's supple, slender waist with one hand, as if it could snap with a squeeze.
His other hand deftly slipped under her slightly bent knees.
The next second, this S-Class Hero, the strongest esper in history, hailed as the Hero Association's ultimate weapon…
Was effortlessly lifted by Han Sen in a perfectly standard princess carry!
Time, at this moment, seemed to be paused.
The entire Hero Association Headquarters fell into a deathly silence under Han Sen's overly practiced display.
Tornado of Terror's sudden burst of Psychokinesis abruptly ceased, and she froze as if petrified.
Her mind was blank, only feeling her body suddenly suspended in mid-air.
A strong masculine scent, both irritating and strangely reassuring, mixed with sunlight and the clean fragrance of soap, assertively filled her nostrils.
She even forgot to resist, forgot to use the power that could distort the world.
She just instinctively raised her head, staring blankly at the handsome, well-defined profile so close to her.
Sitch's expression of terror froze, his mouth agape wide enough to fit a light bulb.
All the staff in the lobby, both men and women, maintained the exact same posture—
Their eyes were wide open, pupils shaking, files, coffee, and phones scattered on the floor, yet they were completely oblivious.
Tornado of Terror…
The Tornado of Terror, hailed as the "Association's Ultimate Weapon"!
The legal loli who could twist a Dragon-level Weirdo into a pretzel!
Was… picked up like a docile kitten!
Picked… up…?
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