Watching Figos and Brandon's astonishment, the two Skrulls could not help but reveal faintly disdainful smiles.
What a bunch of country bumpkins. They had never seen the world!
However, that trace of contempt vanished in an instant, quickly concealed by them.
This small spacecraft was the mining company's chief executive's personal vessel, so unlike ordinary incoming and outgoing ships, it did not need to queue at the public passage entrance.
The spacecraft bypassed the public passage and entered an exclusive route. In just over ten minutes, it reached the interior of the base and docked in a small hangar.
After they disembarked, they were greeted by a well-dressed middle-aged male Skrull, the mining company's chief executive's secretary.
The moment he saw Brandon, he hurried over. "You have finally arrived, Lord Brandon! The chief executive is waiting for you in the reception room!"
The secretary knew Brandon's identity.
Brandon was now a favorite at the side of Lord Plante, the Emperor. They naturally did not dare slight him in the least.
"Uh, well..." Brandon visibly hesitated.
To be honest, he wanted to film the promotional video now and had no interest in this tedious socializing.
But the chief executive was, after all, the local power here, and it was hard to refuse such a warm invitation.
"All right, then. I'll go meet President Koenna." Brandon nodded.
But he immediately added, "My assistant will not be coming with me. Arrange a suitable place for him to stay. We still have important matters to attend to with him later."
"Understood!" the secretary immediately replied, then instructed his attendant to treat Figos well.
Brandon left with the secretary.
The secretary's attendant led Figos to a small reception room in the base and entertained him warmly.
However, Figos did not understand the Skrull language,