Yellow Sand asked from beside him:
"Boss, do we just take him away?"
Li Qinwu shook his head.
"Wait. I have a few questions for him."
Li Qinwu took a pack of cigarettes from the storage pouch at his waist and lit one for himself.
Then he reached out, holding the pack in front of Grand Inquisitor Oluka.
Oluka looked up at Li Qinwu, then at the cigarettes in his hand. Li Qinwu gestured for him to wait a moment, and Oluka drew a cigarette from the pack and put it between his lips.
Out of nowhere, Li Qinwu asked:
"Any regrets?"
Oluka remained silent for a long time before finally letting out a heavy sigh.
"As long as the Fortress World holds."
Li Qinwu nodded.
"Any last wishes?"
Oluka thought for a moment, then reached into his clothes and took out his personal Rosette.
This Rosette was far more ornate than Li Qinwu's. With gold edging, gilded lettering, and a multitude of colorful gemstones of all sizes set into it, it looked like a priceless work of art.
"Could you destroy this for me?"
Yellow Sand reminded him:
"Boss, that contains a Grand Inquisitor's biometric key, along with all the classified intelligence he holds!"
Li Qinwu turned to look at Yellow Sand, who immediately shut his mouth.
He turned back, looked at the Grand Inquisitor, and agreed.
Taking the Rosette, he flung it into the distance, then drew a Plasma Pistol from Yellow Sand's thigh holster and fired at the Rosette lying on the ground.
The blue ball of plasma struck the Rosette dead on. With a thunderous explosion, it was reduced to metal scrap, its electronic components utterly destroyed.
Seeing his Rosette blasted to pieces, Oluka exhaled deeply. Then he said something loaded with meaning to Li Qinwu: