Lin Feng tilted his head, and three question marks practically popped out.
What the hell? I have somewhere suitable for Natasha to go? What was Tony up to? He couldn't have told her about the Starfolk, could he?
"Wait a moment," Lin Feng said with a frown.
Although he did not think Tony would be that unreliable, Lin Feng still intended to ask him what was going on.
[Tony!]
Lin Feng directly spoke in Tony's mind using telepathy, startling Tony, who had been working.
[Holy shit, Lin Feng?]
[Yeah, it's me. What's going on with Natasha?]
[Did you tell her about the Starfolk?]
Tony hurriedly denied it. He was not that stupid.
[Listen to me explain—no, listen to me make my case!]
[...Fine. Go ahead, I'm listening.]
Tony told him all about Natasha's request, her recent state, and her thoughts.
[I think we can place Natasha with the Starfolk. After all, what she knows is exactly what the Starfolk lack.]
[Friday's assistance is certainly not a problem, but when it comes to trade, she lacks some social intelligence.]
[Of course, the decision is yours. I'm only making a suggestion. If it doesn't work, it's fine for me to take her into space.]
After hearing Tony's excuse... explanation, the tightly furrowed lines between Lin Feng's brows gradually relaxed.
So that was what happened.
Black Widow did not want to keep hanging around Blue Star anymore?
[Are you with Natasha right now?]
After explaining himself, Tony asked another question.
Lin Feng gave a quiet affirmative sound and did not deny it.
[I'll handle this first. We can talk later.]
Having understood the situation, Lin Feng cut off the connection and looked at Natasha.
He had not spoken for quite some time, but Natasha had not rushed him. She merely copied Lin Feng's