Ignoring the farce, Yan Huan saw that the people on deck had mostly dispersed and entered the Fleeting Starlight's facilities.
The place looked like a small bar.
Yan Huan calmly walked up to the counter and ordered a classic Sodalu.
Besides him, a few other guests had already settled in here for drinks.
One of them looked rather familiar.
"Yo, you're here too?" Seeing Yan Huan arrive, Botion, seated on a stool, invited him over.
"Come sit. No idea what the hell they're doing, but we'll probably be waiting a while."
Hearing that, Yan Huan silently took a seat and turned to the bartender.
"Prince Botion will be covering all my expenses."
"Huh?" Botion narrowed his eyes.
"What's wrong, great hero? Can't even afford a cup of Sodalu?"
"I enjoy the thrill of freeloading more. It feels like I stole it from you."
"..."
Botion said helplessly,
"Fine, fine. I'm waiting for a cutie anyway, so this one's on me."
"Have you seen that... flamboyantly dressed company envoy?"
"Oh? You two got somewhere?" Yan Huan took the iced Sodalu the server brought over, took a small sip, and looked at Botion.
"How's it going? When are you planning to have kids?"
"How could it be that kind of thing?" Botion felt his balls ache.
"That guy... is connected to a certain big target I've been investigating. He said he'd help me."
"What's that saying again? The enemy of my enemy is my friend."
"Then you might have to wait a little longer." Yan Huan said frankly.
"Aventurine was just calling up an old flame. Now that person ran off. One ran, the other gave chase—there was no escaping this pursuit."
"..."
Botion did not know what to say. He simply nodded helplessly and changed the subject.
"After this, us Galaxy