Barnes House

The guy's eyes widened in surprise, "You! You are that psychic kid?!!"

"You finally remembered…" Max muttered while kicking the guy.

Even though Max wasn't a psychic, the guy seemed to have some misunderstanding which Max didn't feel necessary to clear.

"Let's get started. First, Let's start with the current situation. Who sent you here?" Max asked but the guy didn't answer. His face looked pale but still he refused to speak.

"Tsk…" Max clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

"I can get answers out of him." Lear spoke. Even though he had his own thoughts about the perpetrators who sent the assassins, he wanted to hear it from the guy himself.

"You can?" Max asked in surprise.He was sure that guys like him won't speak easily even if it meant being killed.

"Of course! I can. What have you taken me for? Just bring this guy along." Lear said with a snort.

Max kicked the guy with a bit of strength and knocked him out before grabbing him by his waist to carry around.