When the negotiating ship docked at a trading planet in the Palu Star Belt, the discussions came to a temporary end.
As both sides disembarked and enjoyed tea and pastries while relaxing, a fair-skinned female Spirit Clan warrior with long, pointed ears walked straight toward Shi Bashi.
As she approached, she made no attempt to hide the puzzled look in her eyes.
Seeing this, Shi Bashi thought he had made his intentions too obvious, and his heart instantly began to pound with unease.
At the same time, however, an inexplicable sense of superiority welled up within him.
After all, he, Shi Bashi, was someone who knew the future. He was completely different from those Overlord Army warriors who were still being kept in the dark.
If the Spirit Clan female warrior named Jana showed the proper attitude, and displayed enough respect toward him—the nominal second-in-command of the Slave Group and, in reality, the supreme authority controlling everything—
then it was not as though he could not subtly reveal a little information!
After all, Song Siming had said
that as long as he did not deliberately disclose the entire truth, it would not cause any negative effects.
On the contrary, keeping his mouth completely shut and refusing to leak even a hint would hinder the normal execution of the plan.
So, it was time to show off!
Just as Shi Bashi silently composed his words in his head, intending to deliver an impressively profound reply the instant Jana spoke, the gentle voice of the Spirit Clan female warrior reached his ears:
"Shi Bashi, I noticed that your mouth has been crooked ever since you boarded the ship..."
"What's wrong? Facial paralysis?"
"I..." Shi Bashi opened his mouth, and all the words he had prepared vanished in an instant.
What the hell?