Chapter 339: Overdrive Xingtong
The pedestrians in Universal Square were all frozen in place. This was a moment that had already happened in the past.
"World Administrators? Are you from the Illusion Race? How should I address you?"
Gu He looked at the squad of uniformed personnel ahead of him. They gave off a different vibe than that Food-Making Eccentric uncle.
"We only live in this world, but we know of the Illusion Race. We just aren't completely clear on what makes you special, Mr. Gu," the middle-aged man leading the squad said. It was obvious they didn't handle this sort of situation often—perhaps this was even their first time.
Gu He mostly understood. "Do World Administrators also have different ranks?"
"We do. Our permissions differ," the middle-aged man replied. "It isn't based on whether someone is from the Illusion Race, but on seniority. Our duty is to protect our homeland. Even though you are of the Illusion Race, Mr. Gu, you and your friends must still follow the rules."
Blood-red threads hissed and danced from Xingtong's hands. "Hey, my boss asked what you're called."
"Xingtong," Gu He scolded. "You need to be polite..." Xingtong merely let out an "oh."
He thought about it for a moment. Xingtong seemed a bit more polite when she was little, but then again, maybe not...