The burly man grabbed Sain’s head, loudly uttering a string of words that were not the mon interstellar language, his face flushed red, shaking Sain’s head frantically with all his might.
Then, his expression blanked as if he had received some sort of mand, before tossing the head aside and quickly rifling through Sain’s body.
After pleting the plex unlocking procedures, he stuffed the neatly folded gene inhibitor and another piece of metal equipment emitting a fluorescent glow into his backpack.
Suddenly, he kicked open one of the stalls, squatted atop the toilet, and a middle-aged man with a terrified expression repeatedly waved his hands.
Before he could act, the other party’s eyes rolled back and he fainted. The burly man was momentarily stunned, then quickly tied him up.
He then looked up at the ceiling’s smoke detector, leaped up, and smashed it with a punch, causing water to spray out.
Suddenly, at the entrance of the restroom, a virtual projection popped up—"Under Maintenance."
After handling all this, he took off his coat and hastily left.
Outside Docking Track 13, Guyate glanced at his watch, straightened his collar, and adjusted the badge on his left chest.
He looked back at the weling party and frowned slightly, "Where’s Sain, where did he go?"
"Seems he went to the restroom." Someone responded, causing displeasure, "Restroom? He is a Class C life form, his metabolism is extremely slow, he should be able to control it slightly, why did he have to go to the restroom at this time."
"Perhaps he lacks respect for the Duke."
Murmurs rose quietly among the group, and Guyate frowned slightly, "Hurry up and find him."
"Yes." Two people took the mand and hurriedly left the group.
After a short while, a jade-green shuttle-shaped interstellar spacecraft, like a giant whale swimming through the cosmos.
Its surface covered with a smooth quantum stealth material, sharp wing blades extended from both sides, and sensor arrays flashed blue lights.
At the rear of the ship, the energy emission engine’s green light beam gradually extinguished. Guided by the docking track, it slowly docked at the platform.
Although it was not an official diplomatic team, it was still Duke Sela, and Blue Star granted some privileges. Other than Sela’s weling team, everyone else was kept away from this platform.
The hatch opened, a floating staircase extended out, and a figure walked down, dressed in an elegant green and white ensemble, wearing a gold-green wreath, appearing to be in his fifties or sixties, his gaze intense, with deep furrows beside his nostrils.
With steady steps, he walked down, followed by a large entourage.
"Wele, Duke Bai Ye!" Guyate led the team in a respectful greeting, with many people gathered outside the security line, even taking out their smart terminals to take photos, quite curious.
"Guyate, long time no see." Duke Bai Ye nodded slightly, then looked around at the acpanying group, shaking his head, "After all, it’s on Blue Star Civilization, no need to make such a fuss."
Guyate responded, "We’ve already reduced a lot, originally tried to apply for official diplomatic protocols from Blue Star but they refused."
"That’s enough." Duke Bai Ye frowned, "Let’s leave quickly, I don’t like being stared at."
"Understood." Guyate nodded subtly, sweeping his gaze across the periphery, his expression somewhat uneasy.
"What’s wrong?" Duke Bai Ye noticed this shift, "Is there an emergency?"
Guyate hesitated, Duke Bai Ye did not press further, but looked to his deputy, "You tell me, what is the emergency?"
"This..." The deputy hesitated, still, Guyate spoke, "No emergencies, Your Grace, it’s just that someone went to the restroom and hasn’t e back."
"Went to the restroom?" Duke Bai Ye looked surprised, his expression displeased. Although he disliked these formalities, it did not mean attendees could leave freely during his wele.
"What’s his name?"
"Sain," Guyate replied, lowering his head.
"Hm?" Duke Bai Ye looked over, then coldly said, "Is it him? It’s under his watch that Prince Youke was killed?"
"That’s right."
A glimpse of killing intent flashed in Duke Bai Ye’s eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
"Well then, let’s wait for him here."
Many in Guyate’s following group exchanged glances, then smirked in schadenfreude.
However, they didn’t have to wait long before a disturbance was perceived on the left side, with shouts continually ing.
Many people gathered around, seemingly witnessing something happening.
"What’s happening over there?" Duke Bai Ye peered in that direction, his tone probing.
Guyate diverted his gaze, feeling somewhat uneasy in his heart. Hearing Duke Bai Ye’s query, he prepared to send people to investigate.
But before he could dispatch anyone, the two previously sent to find Sain hurried back in a panicked manner.
"Why such panic?" Guyate snapped, then heard them hurriedly say, "Sain, Sain is dead!"
What!?
Guyate’s pupils constricted, suddenly pulling one man’s collar up to his face, his eyes widening as he harshly asked, "Is the news confirmed?"
Duke Bai Ye’s face darkened, and the surrounding crowd’s Adam’s apples bobbed.
"Confirmed, we saw Sain’s body ourselves, his head had been cut off." Another quickly added, pointing in the direction of the disturbance, "It’s right there in that restroom."
He’s really dead!
Guyate took a deep breath, overwhelmed with bewilderment and panic.
Although he didn’t care for Sain, Sain’s level of being was undeniably high, and now he had been silently beheaded.
"I have just arrived, and you’ve given me such a significant wele gift." Duke Bai Ye suddenly laughed, yet it sent a chill down everyone’s spine.
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