Wes’s arrival brought relief to Jeffrey.
After becoming a Soulmancer, Jeffrey had preferred to stay out of the public eye. He had taken on the role of the head of security here, living a reclusive life.
Today’s incident was clearly a bit complex, and it was still unclear who was right and who was wrong. It wasn’t ideal for him to engage in a life-or-death battle with Alice.
Especially considering that if it really came down to a fight, he didn’t stand much chance of winning.
“Jeffrey, he’s also one of our 13th Bureau’s people. I believe there must be some misunderstanding here. I’ll take the person away now and investigate this matter thoroughly. Sorry for the disturbance,” Wes, now extremely adept at handling such situations, forced a smile, trying to minimize the issue.
What else could Jeffrey do? He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, “Alright, I trust you.”
“Thanks for your understanding.” Only then did Wes give William a look, signaling that it was time to leave. Why couldn’t the young man understand?
William noticed Wes’s expression but had no intention of leaving. Instead, he smiled at Jeffrey, “Let’s go! I want to see your street magic performance!”
Forcing a reclusive master to perform street magic in a clown costume was something William was entirely capable of doing.
After all, it was a bet between both parties. If William had lost, he would have fulfilled his end of the bet too!
How could he possibly renege on a lost bet?
The thought of watching a reclusive illusionist perform magic in a clown costume on the streets was genuinely amusing.
As soon as William said this, Jeffrey’s face turned pale, even worse than when he was injured: “Some other time, please. The entire building’s electrical system is malfunctioning, and I need to fix it.”
Wes quickly stepped forward, pulling William along, “Let’s go. Zoey is waiting for us downstairs.” He hurriedly led William down the stairs through the emergency exit.
But before leaving, William shouted back at Jeffrey, “Don’t forget your street performance tomorrow, you have to honor the bet if you lose!”
Jeffrey’s face turned from pale to ashen, clearly displeased with such provocation.
The illusionist was indeed very stubborn.
But since he had agreed to the bet with William and lost, he had to accept defeat, even though he was extremely reluctant. He knew that William was aware of his reclusive past yet still forced him into such an act.
“William, do you realize Jeffrey was a hermit?” Wes asked, his face dark under the emergency light, making him look even more displeased.
“I know,” William replied with a smile.
“And you still asked someone to dress up in a clown costume and perform on the street?” Wes didn’t know how to describe William’s behavior. Wasn’t this just deliberately causing trouble?
If it were him, he would certainly feel angered by such an act.
“Don’t you think it’s interesting to have a reclusive illusionist perform in a clown costume?” William said nonchalantly.
“Interesting? You’re lacking respect for someone’s lifestyle! Although he chooses to live away from the world, it’s his choice.”
“Can’t help it, that’s just how I am,” William shrugged.
Wes shook his head speechlessly. William was indeed fortunate. Although he wasn’t very powerful, he had the support of people like Zoey and Alice. Otherwise, with his personality, he would have already caused countless troubles.
Wes had heard about William’s altercation with Gavin today. It was Zoey who had intervened to settle the matter. He wondered where William got such good fortune with women.
Continuing like this, even if William couldn’t improve his strength, with two goddesses covering for him, he could do whatever he wanted for the rest of his life.
Wes walked through the staircase, continuously receiving messages on his phone. He took out his phone and then said to William, “William, Zoey told me that it was you who talked to Evelyn, which is why she didn’t let her ‘demigods’ cause any trouble?”
“I just appealed to her emotions and reasoned with her.” William, of course, wouldn’t tell Wes the details of his conversation with Evelyn.
Wes looked at the messages on his phone and said, “Tonight, Evelyn invited many of New York’s wealthy businessmen for a banquet. She indeed made a lot of concessions, but she also made a demand: to re-establish the New York Chamber of Commerce, with her as the president!”
“Oh,” William responded indifferently. In plain terms, Evelyn wanted these businessmen to follow her lead.
With her current methods, getting these businessmen on her side or even becoming her subordinates wasn’t difficult.
Conquering a group of people was far more meaningful than annihilating them.
“The key is that many people at tonight’s banquet expressed their willingness to let Evelyn be the president.” Wes knew that William had a good relationship with Evelyn.
William suddenly stopped and stared at Wes: “Deputy Director Wenzel, you’re not suggesting I sell my body and charm to infiltrate the enemy, are you?”
“Ah, this…” Wes gave an awkward smile and said, “How can that be considered selling your body and charm? I was just thinking, if you guide Evelyn a bit when you’re around her, she probably won’t go too far with her actions. You should chat more when you’re free.”
There was no way around it; Evelyn was now beyond the control of the 13th Bureau. If she were to make any major moves, they would be almost helpless to intervene.
Alice, following behind, was careful not to speak. Should her master really use his body and charm to seduce Evelyn? Is this what normal work required?
Based on female intuition, she could roughly guess that if William now actively sought out Evelyn, the situation might be like a spark meeting dry grass, ready to ignite at any moment.
William said gravely, “Deputy Director Wenzel, I’ve already told Director Wenzel that Evelyn and I have had a falling out. Although she listened to me that day, I won’t actively seek her out in the future.”
“If she has a group of demigods under her, but all her actions are legal and don’t negatively impact society, even our 13th Bureau shouldn’t interfere too much, right?”
William’s words were sincere, not in defense of Evelyn. So what if she was a Soulmancer?
Can’t a Soulmancer live a normal life?
Must they be monitored and controlled at all times?
If William revealed his true power, would he have people visiting him every day, or should he, like Timothy Hill, find a secluded place far from the city to live in isolation?
Or must he have some grand ambition, like turning all humans into Soulmancers, or exploring the vast universe?
Can’t people like them live ordinary lives?
“I didn’t mean to interfere too much,” Wes quickly said, “Don’t get too worked up. If you don’t want to contact her anymore, then don’t. As long as she doesn’t cause trouble, we don’t want to intervene. You can be assured of that.”
Wes couldn’t help but wonder, what method had William used to make Evelyn back down that day? .
Could it be that William had offered his body, and then Evelyn, being somewhat perverse, like having a sadistic tendency in certain aspects, became too much for William to handle?
Wes raised an eyebrow at William, then smiled knowingly and continued walking downstairs.
“I think your smile looks a bit perverted.” If William knew that Wes, who usually looks so serious, could have such thoughts, he would probably kick him from behind right away.
Wes cleared his throat and said sternly, “I wasn’t smiling. Let’s head to the hospital to see the injured person and try to negotiate. Don’t escalate the situation.”
People who are usually quiet often have a quirky side to them. This might just be a true portrayal of Wes.
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