The Third Prince's call had barely ended when the First Prince called.
"Hello, I'm a guard serving the First Prince, and I'll be replacing Bicotte as the guard responsible for the Twelfth Prince's safety. I'll arrive at the Twelfth Prince's quarters in ten minutes. My name is Lihan."
"All right." Joey frowned. They were coming fast.
In that case, he could not leave yet. After all, the people in the room would be exposed as soon as he left.
Everyone extra would become a problem then.
Joey tapped his fingers on the table and glanced toward the corridor again. Ten minutes? Let's see just how many people the First Prince has at his disposal.
Five minutes later, Kurapika returned to the room, and Joey told him what the First Prince had done.
Clearly, the death of one private soldier was not enough to make the First Prince take Joey and Kurapika seriously. It did not even qualify them for a place at the negotiating table.
Although Joey had expected this, facing it in person still made him feel the First Prince's dominance.
And the fact that ordinary private soldiers had handled all their communications also showed that even after two private soldiers had died, the Twelfth and Fourteenth Princes still posed no threat in the First Prince's eyes.
That made sense. The First Prince had the most private soldiers, all of whom possessed Nen Abilities. On top of that, he had a powerful ability himself. With all that combined, Joey probably would have acted just as domineeringly in his place.
And the way the First Prince had quickly dispatched more private soldiers after two of them died showed that although he did not consider the Twelfth and Fourteenth Princes threats, he had not chosen to ignore them either.
He had