Trap

Qu Jianlei asked himself—if he remembered correctly, Qingfeng Merchant Guild should have parted ways with the Divine Script Society.

Those two organizations had never been able to get along.

One was a regional commercial organization, vicious and brutal, with no regard even for the authorities.

The other was an official government institution, immensely powerful and influential, and exceptionally domineering in its actions.

The two organizations had only briefly cooperated because they had to deal with Panda together. Later, the heavy casualties forced them to stop.

After that, the Divine Script Society's strong reinforcements arrived, but Qingfeng Merchant Guild continued to hunker down out of consideration for its own interests.

Now news of the slaughter on Second Star had arrived, and these two had joined forces again? Qu Jianlei found it somewhat hard to understand.

But it did not really matter. It was nothing more than power or profit. He would take things one step at a time.

After getting off the starship, everyone continued sightseeing, but Old Lady Jia left after greeting them.

The Old Lady was ultimately still unaccustomed to traveling around with them, but the others did not think much of it.

They spent another two days sightseeing. During that time, Xiao Hu kept an eye on Qingfeng Merchant Guild's people and monitored their Wristwatches at all times.

The guild's original strategy had been to hunker down on Hope Star and barely maintain its business in the star region.

The Supreme left behind was called Cessna. He had replaced Supreme Emestina and was quite steady in his work.

Under normal circumstances, his Wristwatch was also shielded. However, after listening for two days, Xiao Hu had still gathered quite a bit of information.

Qingfeng Merchant Guild had been passively dragged into this. According to Cessna, he had not wanted