Jerry Butler merely bowed slightly when he heard his Young Master say that, saying nothing.
"Bart, you finally decided to show yourself?" Seeing Bart's spacecraft flying high above Wan Dao City, Allen placed a call.
"You swagger around outside every day. Be careful you don't run into a Terrorist Attack someday." Bart's voice came through the communicator.
"No one would target a poor guy like me. They'd only target rich people like you."
"You struck it rich again this time."
"The government will definitely compensate you handsomely." As one of Devon Company's hereditary nobles, Allen knew quite a bit about government affairs.
Not to mention his family connections.
"What do I need money for? I'm not short on money. I want an explanation." Bart's voice came through the communicator again.
"Heh heh, whether you want it or not, you'll have to take it. As far as I know, the authorities still don't have a single clue about the Terrorist Attack."
"Those useless idiots still have no idea who was behind it!"
Hearing Allen say this over the communicator, Yang Bo knew it was true.
Right now, the Devon Star authorities could only use money to make Bart shut up.
Even if Bart was unwilling, there was nothing he could do, because the authorities had no leads at all. In other words, paying him off was their only option.
"You know the details?" Yang Bo had been trying to figure out the background of the investigation team member who had revealed the telepathy skill.
Yang Bo had originally intended to ask around after some time had passed.
On one hand, Yang Bo had been busy lately, mainly causing trouble on Tianze Star.
On the other hand, if he actively asked about certain people himself, it might arouse suspicion.
"Of course I