However, what Lu Wusong and Sakurai Mizuki thought in their hearts was completely different from Nanako.

Lu Wusong's heart was full of doubts. At Ruan Tianli's reminder, from the moment he stepped into the VIP room, he was extremely cautious and secretly used his superpowers to tightly wrap the entire room.

His superpowers were like invisible tentacles, quietly spreading to every corner of the room, and any slight change could hardly escape his perception.

Among them, he specifically focused his superpowers on Sakurai Mizuki's feet.

With his keen perception and powerful super powers, he naturally discovered the Poké Ball she hid in her socks.

You know, Sakurai Mizuki is the champion of Neon Country after all. As such a powerful trainer, her Poké Balls are naturally required to be strictly controlled when entering China, and any concealment is absolutely not allowed.

And Sakurai Mitsuki actually dared to hide a Poké Ball, which obviously had other purposes.

Therefore, Lu Wusong's attitude just now was so tough. He had to find out Sakurai Mizuki's true intentions to ensure that China's security and stability would not be potentially threatened.

However, at this moment, as Lu Wusong looked at the white socks in his hands that he had turned over and over, his doubts became more and more intense.

He had clearly sensed the existence of the Poké Ball through his supernatural powers, but why didn't he find it during the actual search?

His brows were furrowed and his eyes revealed deep thought.

He kept recalling the details of his superpower detection, trying to find out possible problems.

Was it his own supernatural power that had gone awry? Or had Sakurai Mitsuki used some special method to hide the Poké Ball, putting him in a difficult position when actually searching for it?

Lu Wusong fell into deep confusion.

Seeing Lu Wusong checking her socks so carefully, Sakurai Mizuki couldn't help but feel waves of tension and relief intertwined in her heart.

She secretly thanked her luck that she had received special training and was adequately prepared for this operation.

The mourning dress she wore was no ordinary clothing; it was specially tailored. Its special material and design could interfere with the perception of super powers to a certain extent.

At the moment of taking off her socks, Sakurai Mitsuki cleverly concealed her movements with the loose mourning clothes.

Her technique was extremely skillful, like a well-trained magician, moving quickly in the opponent's blind spot.

Sakurai Mizuki took Rotom's Poké Ball out of her socks at an extremely fast speed and quickly stuffed it somewhere in the blink of an eye.

Her movements were smooth, seamless and covert, without revealing the slightest flaw.

With the perfect cover of the specially made mourning clothes, even though Lu Wusong kept his eyes fixed on her, he still didn't notice anything unusual.

However, the location of the seal is indeed a bit difficult to talk about. It is an extremely private and unexpected place.

Sakurai Mizuki knew that no matter how powerful Lu Wusong was, he would not use his superpowers to check that part of his body.

When she thought of this, she breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, a hint of deep fear involuntarily flashed in her eyes as she looked at Lu Wusong.

She knew very well that the man in front of her was worthy of being one of the Four Heavenly Kings of China and his strength was unfathomable.

His actions just now were like dancing on the edge of a knife. If he was not careful, he would be discovered.

And Lu Wusong was able to display his superpowers without her noticing, and this strength made her feel tremendous pressure.

She had to re-examine her plan and think about how to deal with this powerful opponent next and continue to maneuver in this crisis-filled situation to achieve her goal.

Yingyue quietly moved her body, turned slightly sideways, lowered her shoulders slightly, and lowered her head slightly. Her whole posture instantly became weak and helpless. She adjusted her posture calmly, trying to make herself look like an innocent, bullied widow of a good family.

There was just the right amount of panic and grievance in her eyes, as if she had really suffered a great injustice.

She knew in her heart that she had to remain absolutely calm at this moment and not let Lu Wusong see any flaws.

Every subtle expression and movement of hers was carefully designed to make her performance more realistic.

Lu Wusong frowned, still holding the sock tightly in his hand, his eyes a little dazed, as if he was still immersed in deep thought.

His brain was working rapidly, trying to find more clues from these seemingly ordinary socks.

His eyes would occasionally inadvertently sweep over Sakurai Mizuki, but he didn't find anything obviously abnormal, which made Sakurai Mizuki feel a little relieved.

She took a deep breath quietly, trying to steady her heartbeat and continue to look pitiful.

"Lu Wusong, what are you doing?"

Sakurai Mitsuki decided to break the depressing silence. She asked softly in a slightly puzzled tone, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice, trying to divert Lu Wusong's attention.

Her eyes were full of innocence and confusion, as if she really didn't understand why Lu Wusong would behave so strangely.

Nanako translated Sakurai Mitsuki's words to Lu Wusong, but her eyes were full of weirdness.

Her eyes moved back and forth between Lu Wusong and Sakurai Mizuki, her heart filled with confusion and uneasiness.

Lu Wusong raised his head and looked at Sakurai Mizuki with a sharp gaze. There was a flash of sharpness in his eyes for a moment, as if he could see through all her disguises.

His voice was deep and powerful, and he said with an unquestionable momentum:

"Ms. Sakurai, what is your purpose in entering China hiding the Poké Ball?"

His words were direct and sharp, without any disguise, like a sharp blade piercing Sakurai Mizuki's heart.

"Poke ball?!"

Hearing this, Nanako looked at Sakurai Mizuki in surprise. Her eyes widened instantly, her mouth opened slightly, and her face was full of shock.

She also knew that as the champion of Neon Country, it was absolutely forbidden to carry uncontrolled Poké Balls in China without permission.

Even her own Pokémon, although only level 10 and hardly threatening, were strictly controlled by the League.

She never expected that Teacher Sakurai Mizuki would do such a thing.

After listening to Nanako's translation, Sakurai Mitsuki was shocked. She felt her heart skip a beat, but her face still maintained an expression of aggrieved and humiliated expression.

Her eyes quickly turned red and tears welled up in them, as if they would burst out at any time.

She reached out her hand and gently wiped away her tears, and said with a choked voice:

"Lord Lu Wusong, you must have misunderstood. I have already handed over all the Poké Balls for control. I don't have any other Poké Balls."

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