Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 1590

He realized his fist did not land on Wilbur's face, so he instantly pulled out his gun as if he encountered a powerful enemy and pointed the gun at Wilbur's head.

"You wrongfully accused me of being a gangster, and now you're accusing me of being a cultist? It seems you really just pin whatever crimes on others all willy-nilly. Are you going to shoot me if I don't admit that I'm a cultist?"

Ordinary people would probably be scared to death if they were held at gunpoint.

However, Wilbur was at ease. He mocked the officer who was pointing a gun at him.

"Hey! This has real bullets. Even if you're an Aura level cultivator, your shield won't work at this distance. I think you better confess. Otherwise, things won't end well for you when the professional cultivator interrogators get here!"

Wilbur did not react to the threat. He leaned on the chair nonchalantly and teased, "You haven't even shot me yet. How are you so sure that my shield wouldn't work? I'm used to threats, so your pathetic tricks don't work on me. Stop fooling around in front of me!"

The door of the interrogation room opened when Wilbur was done talking. Then, the middle-aged man who led the police to arrest them walked in.

"Holden Zank, put your gun down!"

The middle-aged man glared at the officer, then turned to Wilbur. He smirked menacingly and said, "Young man, perhaps you're from a family of cultivators, so you have some background. However, I call the shots in this place! You picked a fight at the hospital, then you fought with gangsters. These two crimes can land you up to eight years in prison! Moreover, you're a cultivator. I'm afraid you'll be sent to the Kardon Province Prison!"

"Haha! I thought you were tough, but you chickened out when you heard about the prison. It seems like you're not as great as you think you are. Seeing as you want peace so much, as long as you pay a hundred million dollars in compensation, we will try to help you with leniency in this matter. Otherwise, it will be too late when we send you to headquarters tomorrow!"

A hundred million dollars?

Wilbur was not too surprised. It was easy for cultivators to make a good sum of money, after all.

However, Wilbur was acting, so he would not play along with their script. He instantly asked, "Only a hundred million dollars? Are you looking down on me? Or is it because you puny people have limited imagination? I hoped that you pests would come up with some new methods to surprise me. Now it seems that I've overestimated you! I have to say that you've disappointed me."