Rebecca was furious. She had not even gotten to say much to the man she loved before this kid jumped out to stir up trouble. It was utterly irritating. But Jazz was now publicly recognized as the Star Alliance's next Alliance Leader. Who in the entire alliance would dare give him a dirty look?
Not to mention vassal forces like Rebecca's—even the Star Alliance's high-ranking commanders no longer dared to casually show any displeasure toward Jazz.
Ronglin shot Jazz a reproachful look and said, "Information like that counts as confidential. How could you shout it out in public? Fortunately, Rebecca and Kyros are our own people, and I trust them. Otherwise, if this secret got out, someone would use it as an excuse to cause trouble again."
Jazz lowered his head in self-reproach, his face full of shame.
"Alliance Leader, you are being too serious. There must truly be an urgent matter for Lord Jazz to be so anxious." Kyros said modestly, "You are burdened with official duties, yet we have been thoughtlessly pestering you and wasting your time. We are truly ashamed."
"Not at all. You're overthinking it," Ronglin replied with a smile.
Kyros bowed to Ronglin and the others. "We shall take our leave, then. We will not disturb the Alliance Leader in handling important matters."
With that, Kyros took Rebecca by the hand and turned to leave. Though Rebecca was still reluctant, Kyros had made it very clear: Ronglin had matters to attend to, and staying here would only waste his time.
"Heh heh!" Once Kyros and Rebecca had gone far away, Ronglin smiled, glanced at Jazz, and said, "I never expected your acting to get so polished. You nearly fooled me."
"Heh, I saw Boss looking like you really didn't want to be there, so I