As Li Qinwu prepared to take a drop pod down to the surface, the captain suddenly said:
"Sir, there's a communication request from the Stargate Fleet. Should I put it through?"
"The Stargate Fleet? Put it through!"
The holographic projector lit up, revealing the face of the Stargate Fleet's commander.
"Inquisitor Fleet!"
The Stargate Fleet commander said:
"I have a special mission for you!"
Li Qinwu raised an eyebrow. The Stargate Fleet commander was personally assigning them a mission?
"Go on."
The Stargate Fleet commander said:
"I just received a distress call from Baron Dallas on the surface of Purple Diamond Star. If you have the capability, please rescue him from the planet as soon as possible!"
Li Qinwu nearly cursed aloud.
"Who the hell is this Baron Dallas? Why would someone like you personally come asking for help?"
The Stargate Fleet commander pointed upward.
"There is a remarkably well-connected noblewoman who called my command center and said that her 700-pound baby was suffering on a planet about to fall!"
"But you know me. My duties prevent me from taking my fleet away from the Stargate, so I have no way to rescue her 700-pound baby!"
Li Qinwu pressed further:
"Just who is this 700-pound baby? If I don't know his identity, this will be difficult for me to handle~"
The Stargate Fleet commander had long known what kind of person Li Qinwu was: a Living Saint rumored to possess the power of resurrection.
According to the intelligence he possessed, this guy was fucking obsessed with money. He had publicly declared more than once that his dream was to become a Rogue Trader, and had even set up street stalls himself on several occasions.
If he wanted this guy to put real effort into the job, he had to make