"Hm?"
Su Ming paused as he gnawed on a rabbit head. He sucked the red chili oil from his fingers and raised the brow above his single eye.
"No wonder you were so thoughtful, bringing me food and even offering to broadcast other shows for me. So you want something? Go on, did Brother Prime contact you? Is something happening on his end?"
That made sense. The Adjutant was usually very busy, and she knew he did not need looking after. She only appeared when he called for her and rarely took the initiative to offer such unnecessary attentiveness.
And when the conversation had drifted to the irrelevant topic of age, she had deliberately steered it toward Optimus Prime. If Su Ming still could not tell that something was up, he might as well have been fooling around for nothing all these years.
The incorporeal Adjutant pretended to rub against his shoulder, blinked her eyes, and said:
"I never meant to hide it from you, Sheriff. Optimus Prime just asked me for support. The humans of that world suddenly turned against them and want to capture the Autobots to do something bad. They have also acquired a special weapon that can harm Cybertronian mechanical bodies. That made me think of Pralaya. Could this have something to do with her? So I wanted to ask you whether we should be wary of anything."
Although the Adjutant had now been transformed into a superhuman, her origin was still that of a Cybertronian Autobot. Even if she no longer had any biological connection to them at all, there was still a sense of kinship. Besides, Brother Prime was one of the Sheriff's oldest allies. Back then, they had agreed to watch out for each other.
Sending people to help was a given, but