"Little Brother is truly something else. The Imperial Emperor's most favored Princess actually came in person to present him with an honor," Zhang Bozhen said after hanging up.
Butler Niu shook his head. "These people mean no good. They're clearly coming for Yang Bo. The Empire must be planning to use a honey trap."
"The Federation is the same. Meteor Fist is too absurd."
Zhang Bozhen nodded. "That should be it. What Yang Bo comprehended in the Second World game seems to be the Empire's method of selecting talent. That's why I need to ask Yang Bo first, then personally arrange the process to make sure he doesn't fall for a honey trap."
"Young Master, the Aquamarine Empire is skilled in Soul Secret Arts. We must guard against that," Butler Niu reminded him.
"Of course."
"I can tell what little schemes these people are plotting with one guess." Zhang Bozhen answered with absolute confidence.
After leaving the matter to Zhang Bozhen, Yang Bo stopped concerning himself with it. They would not arrive at March Star for another twenty-five days, which gave him just enough time to deal with the pirate fleet.
"It's a pity the pirate fleet failed this time. They probably won't come again." Yang Bo knew the Pirate Alliance was not stupid, nor were the pirates. After failing three times in a row, they certainly would not return.
Pirates actually believed strongly in luck.
"This time, I have to obtain evidence of the Federation colluding with pirates. Since I can't fleece the Pirate Alliance anymore, I'll fleece the Federation instead." Yang Bo had long since made his plans.
When Su Wei and the other two woke up, they found that Yang Bo had already prepared breakfast. The three of them were delighted.
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