With QB gone, the room fell silent once more.
"Hmph. Just another local fox pretending to be some grand master."
Fang Zheng snorted disdainfully, then sat down on the sofa. So what if the Incubators were impressive? They were just an alien civilization. If they wanted to act high and mighty in front of him, they should at least have the ability of the Forerunners before running their mouths. Then again, even if the Forerunners were here, Fang Zheng would not give them any face.
Akemi Homura stood there blankly, still unable to process what had happened. Just moments ago, she had only been fighting for Madoka's fate, but now things had completely gone beyond her expectations.
This had somehow become a confrontation between two civilizations?
Was this some kind of science fiction movie?
"What's wrong? Why are you standing there like a wooden doll?"
Seeing Akemi Homura standing there dazedly, Fang Zheng asked with a laugh. Hearing him, she seemed to finally snap back to her senses. She hurriedly sat down and looked at him.
"Um, Mr. Fang Zheng... what you said just now..."
"Hmm? What?"
"Um... declaring war on the Incubators' civilization... was that a joke?"
"What? Do you think I was joking? Why?"
"Because..."
Faced with Fang Zheng's question, Akemi Homura did not know what to say. She had never even heard of declaring war on an entire civilization, let alone considered it herself. Although she deeply hated QB, she had never thought of taking revenge on the entire Incubator race. It was not that she did not want to—it was that she knew she could not do it.
It was like how no one would think about scooping the ocean dry. If you could not do it, then you simply could not do it.
But for