When the vehicle stopped, these gangsters only dared fantasize about Sha Si. Not a single one dared lay a hand on her.
She felt a little disappointed...
No, no! Sha Si, don't think like that! Think more about Marian!
She gently patted her cheeks to stop herself from thinking so much about doing math problems. She had indeed enjoyed spending time with Marian these past few days, but her body's craving to study mathematics had nowhere to go...
Ah... how frustrating...
Sha Si was escorted into the gang's headquarters. It was built much like a fortress, with few windows and many gun turrets. Gang shootouts in the lower hive were probably quite common.
A fat man sat on a sofa, his every movement tormenting the poor, oversized piece of furniture.
"So you're Doctor Sha Si? Just as the rumors said—beautiful and captivating. Ho ho ho~"
Sha Si gave the fat man a cold glance. She sensed the taint of Slaanesh's cult on him. He must be Priest Lai, the man Master and Madam had mentioned.
A cult leader who had run rampant in the middle hive before ultimately fleeing to the lower hive to avoid attention.
Seeing Sha Si's indifferent gaze, Lai assumed she was dissatisfied and angry with him. That was understandable. No one liked being forced into an unfamiliar place.
But how could he know that what truly frustrated Sha Si was that the blockhead Marian never did math problems with her?
Lai rose from his chair and gripped Sha Si's shoulder with his large hand. His palm rubbed lightly over her, and his Slaanesh-enhanced senses immediately detected Sha Si's astonishing feel, smooth and substantial—perfect for writing problems on.
"Absolutely exquisite!"
The ballpoint pen in his hand was already itching to move, but he still pretended to be