Chapter 206
Chapter 206: You Kidnapped Me and You’re Still Afraid of Me—Are You Broken in the Head?
The subordinates who received Agris’s order were terrified out of their minds. They responded in unison, swearing loyalty.
“Your Highness, rest assured! We will do everything possible to lure Zhen Lin Empire Unit ID 59311 into the Insect Clan space weapons exhibition!”
“Not for the one hundred million credits—only to share Your Highness’s burdens!”
“We will help Your Highness raise your ability level to the highest in the galaxy, above Commander-in-Chief Chong Ming and Chief Executive Zhong Li He!”
Agris laughed. He hadn’t even seen Jiang Tea Tea yet, and he was already imagining victory—already celebrating, already feeding his subordinates sweet lies.
“Capture 59311 and my ability level will become the highest in the galaxy. I won’t forget your merit. Money if you want money, power if you want power.”
The subordinates cried, “Thank you, Your Highness!”
On Ri Pan Star, every Insect Clan subordinate moved.
For their own survival.
For their families’ survival.
There was only one goal: lure 59311 into the Insect Clan exhibition zone.
Only then would the task be complete. Only then would their families stop hanging over the blade.
“Here they come,” Huang Da Zhuang murmured, leaning closer to Jiang Tea Tea, Cheng Lin Yue, and Zhang Ting Zhou. “Again. The watchers are back. Nine this time.”
Cheng Lin Yue sucked in a breath. “Nine? Sui Xuan Chu and the others said they had people watching them too.”
“We compared notes. The watchers tailing them and the watchers tailing us totaled nine. Are you saying all nine are here now—watching us?”
Zhang Ting Zhou joined in, voice low. “In the last ten days, it was either four or five watching us.”
“Now Sister Tea is back, and it jumped to nine.” His gaze slid to Jiang Tea Tea. “So they’re here for Sister Tea?”
All three stared at Jiang Tea Tea like she was some prehistoric beast.
Jiang Tea Tea looked back through her sunglasses. “Obviously. Your guess is correct. They’re here for me.”
She tilted her head slightly. “But Huang Big Dog, use your nose again. I don’t think it’s just nine. Two more just arrived.”
Huang Da Zhuang nearly choked.
His awakened ability was smell. If he focused, he could scent things from tens of kilometers away.
And now she was telling him he’d miscounted.
That was an insult to dogs everywhere.
Huang Da Zhuang narrowed his eyes, gathered his ability, and sniffed again.
Half a minute later he said stubbornly, “Sister Tea, other than those nine, I don’t smell any familiar scent. Everything else is unfamiliar.”
This patrol route was full of tourists. Their scents were unfamiliar—it was his first time smelling them. He could tell the difference.
But those nine watchers?
He’d smelled them dozens of times over the last ten days. He knew them well.
They hadn’t seized them because the nine were from different planets and races. Their records showed ordinary tourists. Nothing suspicious.
Camp 59 personnel had questioned them. The nine answered smoothly every time.
So they’d decided not to alert them. Let them watch. Wait for their tails to finally show.
Jiang Tea Tea said quietly, “Six-thirty. There’s a woman coming toward us. She’s ‘pregnant with a cub.’”
Huang Da Zhuang turned and saw her: wide sunhat, maternity dress, flat shoes, belly protruding, one hand bracing her lower back and the other stroking her stomach as she approached.
Huang Da Zhuang blinked. “She’s… one of them? With a belly like that?”
Jiang Tea Tea’s hand twitched like she wanted to smack the back of his head. “The belly is fake.”
Huang Da Zhuang’s pupils nearly exploded.
A fake belly, and she was walking straight toward them.
Cheng Lin Yue and Zhang Ting Zhou tensed and moved in front of Jiang Tea Tea, ready to intercept—
But the “pregnant” woman was still several steps away when she suddenly twisted her foot and fell hard.
The belly was fake, but the acting was real.
When she hit the ground, blood flowed between her legs—real blood.
She clutched her stomach and wailed, “My belly hurts! Someone help me! Save my cub!”
“I’m bleeding! It hurts! It hurts! Help! Help!”
Tourists stopped. Some rushed toward the fallen woman. Others turned to Jiang Tea Tea’s group and began shouting accusations.
“You! Unit 59310, 59311, 59313—can’t you see the pregnant woman fell?”
“You have a vehicle! Hurry! Take her to a clinic! Please, don’t let her cub die!”
“What are you standing there for? You’re Zhen Lin Empire patrol staff. Your job is to protect citizens!”
“There’s a pregnant woman bleeding and you’re doing nothing—this is outrageous!”
“I’m going to expose you! I’ll make the entire M31 Star System see how Zhen Lin Empire patrol staff leave people to die!”
Huang Da Zhuang tilted his head toward Jiang Tea Tea. “The ones yelling the loudest… are the watchers.”
Jiang Tea Tea’s tone stayed calm. “Good.”
“Go restrain the fake pregnant woman. Record the scene. Scan everyone here. Send the footage to Camp 59 command and have them investigate every person.”
Huang Da Zhuang, Zhang Ting Zhou, and Cheng Lin Yue answered immediately, “Yes!”
Then they hesitated. “If we leave you here alone, it’s dangerous. Should we call more people over?”
Jiang Tea Tea waved them off. “They’ve watched you for ten days because of me. I’ll give them the chance they’re waiting for.”
“You three hurry and take the fake pregnant woman away. I’ll link to Camp 59 command. Major General Xia Wei Yi will have the full live feed.”
Only then did they move, pulling out a stretcher from their storage button and rushing forward.
They worked together smoothly—two lifting the stretcher, one soothing the “patient.” Even with face paint, hats, and sunglasses, anyone could tell they looked genuinely urgent.
After Jiang Tea Tea watched them leave, she sent Xia Wei Yi a message describing the situation, then opened a connection not only to Xia Wei Yi, but also to Camp 59 command.
Xia Wei Yi, as Chong Ming’s bodyguard major general, held a seat at his side not just because she was strong—she was also sharp.
The moment she received Jiang Tea Tea’s feed, she connected it to Commander-in-Chief Chong Ming as well.
In the live recording, Jiang Tea Tea’s face wasn’t visible—but everything in front of her was crystal clear.
Camp 59 command had already mobilized. Everyone was on standby, ready to strike at a moment’s notice.
Jiang Tea Tea walked as if nothing was happening, electric baton in hand, continuing her patrol.
The nine watchers saw her alone and nearly vibrated with excitement. They shifted positions, then sent two more female agents toward her.
The two women ran up, frantic, and asked, “Hi! Please—have you seen two cubs? Around ten years old, about this tall?”
Jiang Tea Tea lifted her eyes. Ahead, the Insect Clan space weapons exhibition zone loomed.
Two cubs—about ten years old—were sprinting into it.
She pointed. “You mean those two?”
The women followed her finger.
There was nothing there.
The two beastfolk cubs had already disappeared into the Insect Clan exhibition zone, moving fast enough to avoid being noticed.
The women forced panic into their faces. “No, no, there’s nothing. Are you sure you saw them? Please, can you take us to look?”
“My child is only ten. He’s not healthy. I’m afraid something happened. Please help us…”
Jiang Tea Tea nodded. “Sure. I’ll take you. Let’s go.”
The two women looked genuinely startled. They’d expected to beg for a long time. Instead, she agreed immediately.
All their prepared scripts became useless. Their surprise turned into anxious excitement.
Jiang Tea Tea took two steps, then glanced back when they didn’t move. She urged them, more impatiently than they’d urged her. “What are you standing there for? Aren’t you looking for your cub? Hurry up.”
The women snapped out of it. “Yes, yes—thank you, thank you. You’re such a good person.”
“It’s my duty,” Jiang Tea Tea said, voice mild. “Besides, Zhen Lin Empire cracks down hard on cub trafficking.”
“But some people still take risks. They do experiments. They specifically kidnap cubs.”
“And they have all kinds of methods. Sometimes they bribe parents—give them money to let their cub wander out for a bit. Then the kidnapper takes the cub, locks them in a lab, draws blood, skins them, cuts tissue…”
The women shuddered. Their fear looked almost real. Their steps quickened, as if she’d truly frightened them.
Jiang Tea Tea watched through her sunglasses.
They didn’t look like professionals.
They looked like amateurs trained for a few days and tossed into the field.
Their clothing was plain. Their identity scans didn’t match the profile of people who could afford interstellar travel to Ri Pan Star for a week of tourism.
So what were they?
Temporary actors, hired for money by the Insect Clan.
The Insect Clan’s exhibition zone was massive. Aside from their arrogant bug staff and machine bugs, there were few tourists. Most visitors were representatives from other nations, here to view weapons and place orders.
The two cubs kept appearing ahead, as if they had eyes on the backs of their heads. Each time Jiang Tea Tea drew closer, they appeared again at a distance.
Jiang Tea Tea didn’t rush. She followed patiently.
The two “mothers” behind her were jittery. Each time the cubs appeared, the women didn’t even dare run after them.
Finally, the cubs led them to the farthest corner of the exhibition: a temporary structure that looked less like a building and more like a shipping container.
The instant Jiang Tea Tea stepped inside, the two women rushed forward, snatched up the cubs, and babbled thanks.
“Thank you! Thank you! We found them!”
“We’ll take them now! Sorry to trouble you! Thank you!”
Jiang Tea Tea lifted her baton hand, beginning to reply, “No need—”
They were already running out.
The container door slammed shut behind them with a heavy clang.
Jiang Tea Tea was locked inside.
Darkness swallowed her.
On the other end of the feed, Xia Wei Yi’s heart clenched. She wanted to order a rescue—wanted it badly—but she didn’t dare.
Camp 59 command felt like their hearts had been yanked straight up into their throats.
Inside the moving container, Jiang Tea Tea felt the floor shift beneath her. The structure was in transit.
She pulled out her flame staff, stripped away the magic power cover, and the weapon flared into white fire.
The small space brightened like daylight.
If she wanted, one swing would slice the walls apart.
She didn’t.
Since she was already here, she might as well see who had “invited” her—Eldest Prince Agris, or General Atuya.
Agris received confirmation that Jiang Tea Tea had been captured.
He immediately sent out a disguised fake Jiang Tea Tea from the exhibition zone, ensuring the decoy walked under surveillance cameras for a clear 360-degree “exit.”
Then he moved the container holding the real Jiang Tea Tea into his warship’s warehouse—carefully keeping it hidden from his fiancée, Atuya.
He expected to open the container and see a trembling, terrified Jiang Tea Tea.
Instead, he saw her holding a flaming staff like a torch and waving cheerfully.
“Long time no see, Your Highness Agris. Given our ‘history,’ I didn’t think you’d invite me like this.”
Agris froze for a fraction of a second, then recovered, smiling as if nothing was wrong. “We’ve only met twice. That hardly counts as a relationship. I was embarrassed to invite you openly. Don’t take offense.”
Jiang Tea Tea flicked her staff. The flames vanished. Then she strolled toward him like she was touring her own house. “No offense, no offense. Such a small matter. I forgive you.”
Agris kept backing up with every step she took, as if she were a venomous beast.
Jiang Tea Tea remembered. The last time, she’d beaten him so badly he’d looked like her grandson.
Now he was terrified of her getting close enough to hit him again.
She stopped and smiled. “Agris, stop backing up. This is your territory. You’re the one who kidnapped me.”
“I should be the one afraid of you.”
Agris’s mouth twitched.
She was right.
He’d already dragged her here. What was there to fear?
New grudges, old grudges—he’d settle them together.
Agris pulled a pair of ability-suppressing cuffs from his storage button and threw them at Jiang Tea Tea’s feet.
“I’m not afraid,” he said coldly. “Cuff yourself.”