"No saving him..."
Kalabatoya shook his head and muttered to himself soundlessly.
Just as he was nursing a headache over how to keep watch over this unlucky demon prince, the other party sat down cross-legged beside Li Yun's corpse, behaving himself.
Guangguai's duck-like voice rang out again, issuing an order without the slightest courtesy:
"I need to focus on controlling the Star-Devouring Leviathan heading to the outside world next, so I'm leaving all security matters to you."
"Work hard. Once I become the Demon King in twenty-eight cycles, I definitely won't treat you unfairly!"
Kalabatoya's breath caught, but he gave no reply.
He merely blew out strings of bubbles from his crab-like mouth, displaying his utter speechlessness.
Tempest Domain
Palu Star Belt.
"We've been conducting routine patrols for nearly a hundred cosmic hours. Aside from that teleportation crystal thief who popped up out of nowhere earlier, there hasn't been anything unusual."
"I estimate that if we stay another fifty cosmic hours or so, we'll be able to leave."
"General Sun Minjie, you should head back to the main trade planet and rest first. Leave the rest to me—I can handle it alone."
Austin spoke to Sun Minjie while piloting the shuttlecraft.
"No need." Sun Minjie gazed calmly at the dazzling star clusters beyond the window. "There's only a little of today's patrol left. Let's finish it together."
"Oh, alright." Austin nodded and said no more.
After nearly a hundred cosmic hours together, he had gained a basic understanding of Sun Minjie's temperament.
This Brocade Boots general was not naturally hot-tempered or moody.
Rather, an accident had occurred while he was carrying out a secret mission, leaving him bankrupt.
Then, due to misunderstandings, bad luck, meeting the wrong people, and various other reasons, he had taken out a terrifying indenture