The Gap Between Them

Liu Junnan let out a sudden, primal roar and slammed his fist into the adjacent wall!

Bang!

A deep dent was left in the wall.

Bai Chengye and Zhao Mengting were scared out of their wits, huddling in the corner of the sofa, not even daring to breathe.

Qin Zhong’an and Fang Yingshan stood at the door, watching the scene and exchanging looks, neither of them daring to make a sound.

Liu Junnan’s chest heaved violently as he gasped for air.

In his mind, he replayed everything that had just happened—

the distant fluctuations, the forty minutes of agonizing persistence, the final moment of locking onto the target, the mouthful of blood he had spat out, and the frantic chase all the way here...

And then, this empty room and these two useless wastes who knew absolutely nothing!

Liu Junnan slowly turned around, his gaze falling on Bai Chengye.

Bai Chengye felt his skin crawl under the stare; his lips trembled as he tried to speak, but no words came out.

Liu Junnan walked over step by step, looking down at him.

“Bai Chengye?” His voice was as raspy as sandpaper on glass, carrying a suppressed violence that had reached its limit.

Bai Chengye nodded frantically, not daring to say a word.

Liu Junnan stared at him for a full ten seconds.

Then, he suddenly laughed.

It was a chilling laugh that sent shivers down one's spine.

That mysterious person had stayed in this room for quite some time.

During that time, what exactly had they done to Bai Chengye?

He performed a rough scan of Bai Chengye's condition and confirmed that the mysterious person must have used mental power to read his memories!

Bai Chengye...

What did he know that would make that mysterious person interested in his memories?

“Restrain them.”

Liu Junnan’s voice was hoarse and cold, as if squeezed out from between his teeth.

Qin Zhong’an and Fang Yingshan exchanged a look and immediately stepped forward.

Qin Zhong’an grabbed Bai Chengye by the shoulders and pinned him to the sofa.

Fang Yingshan restrained the shivering Zhao Mengting, rendering her unable to move.

“Young Master Liu, what are you doing?” Qin Zhong’an asked cautiously.

Liu Junnan didn't answer.

He stepped forward and placed his hand on Bai Chengye’s forehead.

Bai Chengye’s pupils constricted; his body instinctively tried to struggle, but he was held down firmly by Qin Zhong’an.

“You... what are you doing?!” Bai Chengye’s voice trembled, his eyes filled with terror.

Liu Junnan ignored him.

He closed his eyes and mobilized all of the mental power he had just recovered, probing into Bai Chengye’s brain.

However—

The moment he made contact, a massive resistance surged toward him.

Bai Chengye’s cerebral cortex was like a battlefield that had been torn apart.

The neural connections of his memories were already fragile due to the mysterious person's intrusion.

Now that Liu Junnan was probing with his mental power again, it was like applying external force to a pile of ruins on the verge of collapse.

“Aaaargh!!!”

Bai Chengye let out a piercing scream as his entire body convulsed violently; his eyes rolled back, and saliva began to leak from the corners of his mouth.

His struggling was so intense that Qin Zhong’an could barely hold him down.

“Young Master Liu!” Qin Zhong’an’s face paled as he shouted urgently.

“You can't continue! His brain can't take it! If you keep going, he’ll turn into a vegetable!”

Liu Junnan’s hand paused.

He opened his eyes and looked at the face before him, contorted in agony, with complex emotions swirling in the depths of his gaze.

Rage.

Resentment.

And a hint of defeat that he was unwilling to admit even to himself!

That mysterious person could effortlessly invade Bai Chengye’s brain, read his memories, and then retreat without leaving a single trace.

Yet he, Liu Junnan, had nearly turned the man into a vegetable just by trying to read them.

This realization was like a knife plunging deep into Liu Junnan’s heart.

Pfft... Overwhelmed by rage and already in a weakened state, Liu Junnan spat out another mouthful of blood.

Liu Junnan’s fingers trembled slightly.

It was from a bone-deep sense of humiliation!

When had he, Liu Junnan, ever been toyed with like this in his entire life?

When had he ever paid such a high price only to end up with nothing?

Why did they vanish without a trace every single time just as he was about to catch them?

The first time at the unfinished building, they had moved out of his perception range within a minute.

The second time here, they had disappeared in a few minutes without leaving even a shred of evidence.

It was as if... that person was playing a game of cat and mouse with him, and he was the mouse being led around in circles!

Liu Junnan closed his eyes, a self-deprecating smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

He recalled the legends within the organization regarding Mental-type Ability Users—

The top-tier experts could destroy a person's consciousness with a snap of their fingers, rewrite memories in the blink of an eye, and control everything about a person without them ever noticing.

Such beings were treasures that the entire organization sought, but also threats that the entire organization feared.

He had always been a special existence within the organization.

His sensing ability was unique, and his status was transcendent; ordinary people were nothing but ants in his eyes.

But now, the person hiding in Jiangcheng had made him feel defeated time and time again.

He had lost the target.

He couldn't sense any traces.

And now, he couldn't even compare when it came to reading memories.

Liu Junnan’s hand hung in mid-air, trembling slightly.

A violent impulse surged in his heart like a volcanic eruption, making him want to kill.

He wanted to kill this useless waste, Bai Chengye!

Perhaps killing him would calm the surging rage in his chest!

His fingers clenched into a fist, his knuckles turning white.

“Young Master Liu!” Qin Zhong’an knew Liu Junnan well; seeing his slightly bloodshot eyes, he knew the man was on the brink of losing control.

His voice carried a hint of urgency and earnestness; he had a duty to supervise Liu Junnan, and if Liu Junnan made a mistake, he wouldn't escape the organization's punishment either!

“Please, calm down! Bai Chengye is a member of the Bai family; we can't kill him now! Killing him will cause massive trouble!”

Liu Junnan took one deep breath, then another.

He slowly withdrew his hand and closed his eyes, letting the hostility burn within his chest.

A few seconds later, he opened his eyes; the violence in his dark pupils had faded somewhat, replaced by a cold, calculating scrutiny.

He looked down at Bai Chengye and said in a low, raspy voice:

“Speak.”

“What secret is your Bai family hiding, exactly?”

Bai Chengye slumped on the sofa, gasping for breath; his face was devoid of color, and his forehead was drenched in cold sweat.

Those few dozen seconds had been like a session of torture for him.

It felt as if someone were using a dull knife to scrape away at his brain, stroke by stroke, each one cutting into the most fragile parts of his nerves.