Trouble Begins on Nal Hutta (Part 2)

Zorba Desilijic Tiure was also a very distinctive Hutt. Among countless Hutts, anyone could recognize him at a glance.

Because the bastard had a thick head of hair and a beard.

For Hutts, whose bodies were always smooth and hairless, and whose age could only be judged by whether their skin had wrinkled, this was practically unheard of. It could only be explained as a genetic mutation. After all, his younger brother Ziro was also a freak who could speak Galactic Standard directly.

Zorba was already over nine hundred years old. His dark green skin was as rough as old tree bark, and his hair and beard were completely gray. Worse still, they had clearly never been groomed, making him look like a huge clump of tangled weeds.

It was obvious that he had received no special treatment in the prison on Kip planet.

Even after reaching the bridge, Zorba remained furious. He shouted a string of words in Hutt language. The protocol droid hurriedly translated, "Lord Zorba says: You will pay for your rudeness! Do you know who I am?"

Matt Horner and Mira Han exchanged a glance before saying, "Of course we know who you are, Mr. Zorba. We were entrusted to rescue you."

The protocol droid continued translating. "Lord Zorba says: Who entrusted you?"

"Another Hutt. His name is Ziro Desilijic Tiure." Matt Horner turned his face aside so Zorba would not see the lipstick mark on it, though the Hutt before him seemed entirely unmoved by it.

The protocol droid translated, "Why did she rescue me?"

"She gave us no further instructions. She only told us to take you to Nal Hutta," Matt Horner said.

"Ziro has returned to Nal Hutta...?" Zorba muttered in Hutt language. The translation droid did not translate it.

Zorba was not