As the captain of the Security Guard Team pondered, the Insect Shaper suddenly burst out laughing. "Our Insect Race came here to befriend the Black Market, so we never made a move. Who would have thought we'd be framed even without doing anything?"
The Insect Shaper patted the captain on the shoulder. "Remember, once you discover the Female Priestess's whereabouts, notify the Insect Race first. Since we're taking the blame anyway, we might as well actually steal her!"
The captain hurriedly waved his hands. "No, no! Please keep the Insect Race out of this. We hope you'll remain neutral. I'll inform the Boss, and I'm sure he'll be grateful."
The Insect Shaper said, "Wouldn't it look too suspicious if the Insect Race stayed out of this? I've just thought it over. The less we get involved, the more suspicion will fall on us. Please ask the Boss to forgive us. We're being forced into this."
Now the captain truly panicked. If the Insect Race got involved too, this affair would become even more complicated.
After placating the Insect Shaper, he hurried back to the Black Market headquarters and relayed the Insect Shaper's analysis to the Boss, the Dark Gold Tower.
After some discussion with its partners, the Dark Gold Tower decided that, regardless of whether the Insect Race was telling the truth, they had to appease it first. The Black Market feared no single faction, but it could not afford to offend all three major powers of the Vitter Universe.
The Black Market's search continued, but from that point onward, no search troops from the Security Guard Team visited the Insect Race's warship again.
The Insect Shaper entered the secret chamber with a smile. "Please wait a little longer, everyone. If my assessment is correct, we'll be able to leave