Mu Chen froze. Dr. Clover wanted to see him—had Mu Chen remembered something?
Without another word, he left the room.
Dragon could only sigh helplessly at Mu Chen's sudden disappearance. "Hey, at least say goodbye before you go."
Though he said that, Dragon knew Mu Chen and Dr. Clover must have something important to discuss.
Meanwhile, Dr. Clover sat in his room, contemplating life with a face full of worry.
"Dr. Clover, what's troubling you so much?"
Mu Chen suddenly appeared before him, startling Dr. Clover so badly that he shot to his feet.
"Mu Chen, Vice Admiral, you're here."
Though Dr. Clover was surprised by Mu Chen's arrival, he seemed to have something he wanted to say but could not bring himself to say it.
Dr. Clover pursed his lips as if he wanted to say something.
Mu Chen found it strange. "You called for me, so say what you need to say. I don't have time to play guessing games with you."
Mu Chen did not care what Dr. Clover found difficult to say. As long as it had nothing to do with him, it was fine.
But what Dr. Clover said next left Mu Chen utterly dumbfounded.
"Mu Chen, Vice Admiral, Vegapunk wants to see you."
The moment those words fell, Mu Chen's brows furrowed tightly, and even his hands clenched unconsciously. He simply could not understand why Vegapunk would want to meet him.
Then Mu Chen wondered whether Dr. Clover had told Vegapunk about him. Though he had a sliver of goodwill toward Vegapunk—after all, such a scientist had only helped the World Government under pressure from the Celestial Dragons—his information could not be leaked so casually. Vegapunk could not be trusted completely either.
Dr. Clover seemed to sense Mu Chen's thoughts and immediately began to