"We'll leave him alone. Let's find somewhere safe to collect our reward!" Wang Han immediately took over Robert's position as leader and pointed toward a spot 300 kilometers east of the robot factory.
In their previous adventure, she had been the brains of the Sith side's group of Trial-takers. It was only after Robert arrived that she'd been pushed aside. Now that she'd given the order, the Dark Contractors naturally obeyed.
No one noticed Wang Han looking at Robert on the screen, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing at the corner of her lips.
"If I'm not mistaken, he should be about ready, too, right?"
"But aren't we going to support Robert? He's all alone." The Crocodile Contractor voiced his objection.
"Mr. Crocodile—"
"I've told you twenty times to call me Lomonosov! And let me make this clear again: I'm not one of those disgusting crocodiles from your Earth. I'm an intelligent being! My brain is twice the size of a human's, remember?"
"Mr. Lomonosov, since you're so attached to Mr. Robert, why don't you jump down after him? I'm sure he'll welcome your devotion with open arms."
Not a chance.
Robert had eyes for no one. He wouldn't spare the others a thought.
The crocodile didn't actually want to support the brutish, ruthless Robert. He was only after the Contribution Value from killing the Jedi. After all, there were only two of them.
"I've said it already. If you're after those few Contribution Points, you're welcome to jump down after Robert. But given his skills and generous nature, I'm sure you'll get a little taste of the spoils—as cannon fodder." Wang Han used her silver tongue to sow discord.
Everyone thought it over. Right. There were only two Jedi Trial-takers, and with Robert's skill, he'd finish them off in