"Saint Babababa, perhaps we should think about how to handle this now."
The CP0 agent hesitated, but reminded him anyway.
Unlike the Celestial Dragons, he knew the benefits of using his brain.
Randall was an extremely dangerous man.
That was common knowledge within CP0.
Even their boss had explicitly told them that unless absolutely necessary, they must never, ever... ever provoke Randall.
He also knew why Saint Babababa was so desperate to kill Randall.
That incident had utterly shattered his worldview as a CP0 agent.
How could a mere Celestial Dragon afford to provoke someone like that?
But what choice did he have? His master had given an order. Could he possibly disobey?
One option meant dying now, and the other meant possibly dying later. There was no choice to make.
Hearing the CP0 agent's words only made Saint Babababa more irritable.
"Handle it? What is there to handle?
Never mind whether he'll even know I was behind this.
Even if he does, so what?
Could a mere lowlife possibly walk all over me, Saint Babababa?
Ignore him! He wouldn't dare come after me!"
Saint Babababa was so furious that he started firing his gun wildly.
The CP0 agent's heart sank.
Of course nothing would happen to you. You're a Celestial Dragon.
But I might end up as cannon fodder!
No, maybe Saint Babababa was right. Randall wouldn't know who was behind it.
Although he had met those pirates and given them a Seastone Bullet,
the entire incident had been carried out by pirates.
That proved nothing.
Without evidence, Randall couldn't do anything.
After all, the agent also represented the Celestial Dragons' dignity.
They couldn't simply hand him over so easily.
Hmm. Thinking of it that way, I seem a lot safer now.
Saint Babababa finally finished wasting his bullets.