Hao Ren led a group of companions out of the teleportation light curtain. The first thing he saw was a crowd of major figures gathered anxiously in the meeting hall: generals, ministers, clergy of Bishop-level rank, and finally Uruk, the Werewolf representative. Basically, every influential person they had met before was here. Seeing so many people surrounding a meeting table smashed into splinters, with the atmosphere resembling a memorial service, Lily was immediately astonished. "This table must have been expensive, right?"
The Husky's train of thought was so bizarre that, by this point, no one around Hao Ren bothered with her anymore.
"You're back?" Ofra hadn't expected these foreigners to show up just as she was about to find Becky for an explanation. "That black..."
"Spaceship. That thing is the spaceship I told you about." Hao Ren waved his hand. "It's taken care of. We smashed the spaceship, so you don't have to worry about it coming back for revenge or anything. We also captured its pilot. He's being held in an extremely reliable prison now. Don't worry—even a genuine evil god couldn't escape from there."
Several ministers who knew the "foreigners" very well let out long sighs of relief as soon as they heard this, feeling as if they had survived a catastrophe. After the black spaceship left, no one had truly been able to relax. The entire meeting had revolved around whether the evil god would return, which was why they hadn't dared decide how to spread the news, calm the populace, or respond. Now that they knew the threat from the evil god had been resolved, they finally relaxed.
But Ofra could tell from Hao Ren and Vivian's faces that things were far from that simple. She frowned. "There's more trouble to come?"
"Trouble left behind many