"OK, let's drop this subject. You'd better let us see Lin En right away, or I can't be sure what I'll do."
At the thought of having lost four hundred million of Himeko's money, the corner of Weir's mouth twitched wildly. Even his words had to be squeezed bitterly through his teeth.
Duncan scoffed. "You lost because you weren't good enough, so could you stop acting like someone set you up? This was a fair competition."
"Don't fight, don't fight! Business, business comes first! Take us to see Lin En!"
Watching the two of them on the verge of a fight, Himechi Cat hurried to smooth things over. Duncan hadn't come specifically to provoke them, either, so he took the opportunity to back down.
"Follow me."
They walked on until they reached the foot of a building. Himeko had thought Lin En would live on the street full of prostitution, gambling, and drugs.
She hadn't expected him to have bought an apartment somewhere else.
Apparently, even the people inside the National Destiny Instance knew to keep work and life separate.
Duncan pointed upstairs. "He's right up there."
"The Second Station has barely started, and you've already worked your way into the company of someone this important."
"By selling some information about you. Just a lucky break."
"What! You actually sold us out!"
Himechi Cat flew into a rage, without a trace of the elegance Himeko ought to possess.
Himeko gently smoothed down her bristling fur. Perhaps she should have shaped her into some other creature without fur.
"Let's be understanding, let's be understanding. If I hadn't told them that, I wouldn't have survived until you arrived. They would've beaten me to death long ago."
"That's true... You weren't cheating just now, were you?"
He was in league with the Casino,