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Her voice carried a hint of laughter, light and devoid of warmth.

The sudden turn of events caught the young man completely off guard.

He couldn't even comprehend how the gun had been wrested from his grasp.

What in the world is happening?

Just then, a sharp turn loomed ahead. The young man, distracted and not paying attention to the road, nearly drove the car off the cliff.

"Didn't you hear me?" Si Fuqing's lips curled into a chilling smile. "Drive properly."

"Yes, yes!" The youth snapped back to reality.

He struggled to calm himself, focusing intently on driving.

But his hands, clutching the steering wheel, trembled uncontrollably, as did his legs.

What terrified him even more was the fact that the power of an evolved being within him was completely suppressed.

The last time he felt this way was when he encountered agents from the Supernatural Management Bureau.