Stelle's phone screen was lit up.
What appeared before the three heads pressed close together was a group chat.
The chat was named "Ms. Herta Exclusive Fan Association."
Judging by the small system notification at the very top-"[Name Withheld] invited [Taking an Ultimate to the Face] to the group chat, including the latest 10 messages"-and the rather abrupt conversation in the group, little Stelle had probably only just been added.
Name Withheld: "I always thought there was something off about her."
Mars Robot: "Tell us more."
Bill Geva: "Tell us more."
Flying a Spaceship Without a License: "A Space Station this big-how much money could you skim off it? Think about it. Really think!"
Mars Robot: "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. She's Ms. Herta's student!"
Flying a Spaceship Without a License: "So what if she's her student? Does that make her off-limits?"
Badger in the Melon Patch: "Her, huh."
Badger in the Melon Patch: "She's got quite a lot of dirt on her."
Mars Robot: "Tell us more."
Badger in the Melon Patch: "Can't really say."
Bill Geva: "Then why the hell bring it up!!"
The conversation lacked context, but the three little ones with their faces pressed together were no fools. Even with this limited information, they could still make a few guesses.
The person this group was discussing was probably Asta, right?
Although he already had a guess, Jiang Yu still picked up Stelle's phone and asked who they were talking about.
The old hands in the group immediately laid their cards on the table: they meant Asta.
And from their subsequent conversation, it seemed that these people felt their funding was too low, while Asta kept shopping online, with parcels arriving one after another and piling up into mountains.