098 Grina Inequality

"So."

Grina sat in the Deep Abyss Bureau's conference room, looking across the long table at the tearless Qinlan Jiuge. "So you mean that, to spare the Empire's citizens' feelings, I have to make it look like I'm being driven out of the Layer Abyss alongside that brat?"

"Well... that's just the Empire's national situation. Please try to understand."

Qinlan Jiuge scratched her chin and said helplessly, "I don't want to go down either. I've only just lifted my curse and haven't even drunk a few tons of alcohol yet, and now I'm being kicked back to the Boundary Abyss. Just pretend you never heard any of this. The cameras won't put you on screen anyway."

"How strange. The Empire was the one that invited me here to perform, to promote economic development and cultural exchange."

Grina crossed her long legs, tilted her head, and feigned confusion. "Yet when it is time to part, why are you personally driving me away? To the Empire, am I, Grina, nothing more than a disposable product?"

"We'll handle this in secret. You really have nothing to worry about. We're merely arranging for you to descend into the Star Abyss with that group of foreigners... at most, you'll just be traveling together."

As an Imperial official with real authority at the dignified Kappa (10) rank, Qinlan Jiuge had no dignity at all at this moment.

"We'll compensate you afterward as well. We'll reimburse every expense you incurred in the Empire..."

Her attitude was as humble as that of a newly hired insurance salesperson who had yet to close a deal, desperately hoping to talk a client into paying up.

However, she was facing Grina, not some gullible fool.

Grina Vortex was no naive sweetheart. Besides, having reached her current status, she would not agree