Hate The Royal Family
Crystal’s POV:
The two clowns understood that the situation was not in their favor and instantly began begging for
mercy.
Rufus removed their masks, revealing two ordinary men in their early twenties. “What do the colors of
these masks signify?” Rufus asked them forbiddingly while shooting a glance at the masks.
“I’ll tell you everything.” The man in the white sweatshirt was well aware of his current predicament and
quickly spilled his guts.
“The colors represent different standings. The green mask is for tourists, while the red, pink, and blue
masks are for staff. The colors reflect our ranks. The red ones have the highest position and are the
fewest in number. At present, there are only two of them, while the blue ones are the most common.”
“So, you are the most common ones?” I asked.
The clown hurriedly nodded and said, “Yes, we are assigned the simplest jobs, so we are the most
common.”
“What do you usually have to do?” I asked again.
The clowns exchanged a glance, the hesitancy clearly written on their faces. “Tell us.” Rufus furrowed
his brows, iron lacing his voice, forcing the clowns to yield.
“Okay, okay. Please don’t hurt us. Staff like us who are lower on the totem pole usually only perform
some chores, such as mopping the floor and moving things around.”
As soon as I heard this, I knew that both of these guys were lying—at least they didn’t tell us the whole
truth. I angrily slammed my hand on the table. “Don’t try to fool us. If you don’t tell the truth, you won’t
leave this place alive.”
The clowns reflexively moved their heads away from us and muttered, “We’ve told you everything we
can.”
I scoffed and cracked my knuckles, saying, “Fine, then I will ask you one question at a time, and you
can give me an honest answer. If you don’t, I’ll pull your teeth out.” The clowns were terrified and
frantically shook their heads.
“It’s your choice now.” I watched their frightened faces frostily without mercy. Both the clowns were
sweating profusely and nodded in agreement. We’ll tell you everything we know.”
“Who is Lee?”
“He… He is the owner of this circus.” The clown’s eyes darted around furtively and dared not meet our
gazes, the guilt obvious on his face.
Rufus put down the masks and asked, “Does he also wear a red mask?”
The clown shook his head frantically with fear. “Lee is the ultimate authority figure. He is different from
all of us. He wears a black skull mask. We don’t have the status to meet him, so we don’t know his real
identity.”
Rufus calmed down and asked, “You abducted those disabled children or bought them from human
traffickers, right? Where are they now?”
The clowns didn’t want to give a direct answer to the questions and gave a vague reply.
“Tell me! Where are they?” My patience ran out and I couldn’t help but shout.
Both clowns peered at us warily. “Who are you and why are you asking us these questions? If you want
us to give you answers, you need to reveal your identities first.”
“Don’t ask too much. You just need to answer our questions,” I threw their words back at them with a
snort.
At this point, the color drained from the face of one of the clowns. “Have you come from the imperial
palace?”
After asking that, he struggled violently and shouted, “You must have! Lee hates people from there the
most. If he finds out that you caught us, he won’t spare us!”
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