"Uh..."
Heavenly Might Star watched Taowu turn and leave without the slightest hesitation, standing there stunned for quite a while.
It was not until Li Luo cast her gaze his way that this Star-Picking Tower manager finally came back to his senses and offered the woman a placating smile.
"My apologies for failing to meet the customer's needs. I hope that in our next collaboration, Star-Picking Tower's performance will leave you satisfied."
Having finished the pleasantries, he immediately followed Taowu, fleeing as though for his life.
Matilda watched the two men's retreating backs and quietly drew in a breath.
Star-Picking Tower's reaction was very wrong!
Li Luo might indeed be one of God's Chosen Ones, but there was no reason for them to be this humble, was there?
Over the past three hundred years or so, Star-Picking Tower had encountered not twenty, then at least eighteen God's Chosen Ones.
Its attitude toward the strongest had always been formulaic politeness.
The sort of attitude that said, for the sake of business, I'll give you a few free smiles.
But now...
Taowu, one of Star-Picking Tower's three chief managers, had actually lowered his head and admitted fault in the face of Li Luo's nearly humiliating remarks?
And he had even said things like, "I've already told you everything I should have," and, "I don't owe you anything anymore."
Could it be...
that Manager Taowu had some kind of leverage in Li Luo's hands?
Just as Matilda kept speculating, Li Luo's voice came again.
Cold and eerie, utterly devoid of emotion, like a snake without warmth slipping straight into her ear:
"Think of a way. Don't think about all that irrelevant nonsense."
"If you're curious, you can ask me directly."
Matilda's expression stiffened, and she simply asked outright:
"Why is Taowu so afraid