The angel-faced man did not back down in the slightest. "I'm merely proceeding from the facts."
"Proceeding from the facts?"
General Dru's tone was somewhat strange, seemingly laced with contempt. "I know the old commander was your teacher, and you still can't let go of his death. I can understand that. But don't casually question members of our Alliance. Kelang and his people have rendered outstanding service over the years."
The angel-faced man cut General Dru off directly. "Outstanding service does not mean their record is clean. It is perfectly normal for something to look pristine on the surface while hiding filth beneath. I even suspect that quite a few higher-ups in the Alliance are colluding with Kelang and his people."
"Vice Chairman!"
"Watch your words!"
"Are you saying you suspect me too?!"
General Dru's voice brimmed with fury. "I might as well be frank. Kelang and his people have given me plenty of tribute over the years, but that is perfectly normal. Which of us does not have our own race, our own civilization? As long as it does not violate Alliance treaties, it falls entirely within reasonable bounds!"
"And you, my Third Vice Chairman. I chose to bring you along on this inspection because I was giving you a chance to prove yourself."
"Your teacher died early, so I will teach you in his place. Remember this: I, Dru, have granted you benefits, so you cannot touch my interests again. That is the only way to survive in the Guardian Alliance!"
The angelic-looking man frowned slightly.
But he suppressed the words in his heart.
Suddenly, General Dru gave a sinister smile. "Besides, only those who learn to keep their mouths shut will avoid suddenly disappearing!"
The angelic-looking man's body stiffened sharply.
General Dru sneered again.
He knew perfectly