"Green Day?" Director Fu asked.
"Impossible." Ai Qing shook her head. "Even if Green Day knows that it was Huai Shi who killed Red Gloves, they wouldn't stoop to settling scores with a nobody. That bunch of lunatics always has their sights set on causing trouble for the Astronomical Society; they haven't sunk that low yet."
"The Savior Association?"
"That's even more unlikely."
Ai Qing shook her head. "He's just a victim, too. If it's about revenge, they should come at me. Huai Shi's file is still classified; apart from you and me, others don't even know he's a Sublimator."
"..."
For a moment, both of them found it difficult to continue their train of thought.
"That guy really knows how to stir up trouble, huh."
Director Fu sighed impatiently. "Might as well lock him up for half a year."
"He is presently a formal employee of the Astronomical Society." Ai Qing looked straight at him. "If you insist on doing so, then I'm afraid we can only meet again in Jinling."
