Before he could even react, the Hellens had already launched another round of attack.

"This won't do, Mr. Morgan. They are heavily armed. If we fight back and use up our ammunition, we'll only end up as targets!"

Owen's subordinate hinted that they should retreat.

So, as indignant as Owen felt, he could only make the painful decision of retreating. "Fix the bombs! Blow whatever we can't take with us. Evacuate!"

Following Triune's retreat, the bombs detonated one after another, blowing up the ship.

Not so surprisingly, Stenson passed out as he watched his goods burn to dust with his own eyes. What have I done to deserve this?! Why am I always the unlucky one?!

"Cheers!"

The Griffiths, their friends, and partners were having a barbecue party in the backyard of Griffith Manor to celebrate the success of destroying Triune's new outpost yet again.

After the first round of cheers, Elise noticed that only Clement was on barbecue duty, cooking up food diligently while everyone else was drinking and relaxing.

With that, she nudged Alexander with her elbow. "Ask Clement to join us at the table. It's pretty bad that everyone's eating here while he's at the grill alone."

"Trust me. Compared to a bunch of rowdy humans, he is more than happy to interact with silent ingredients," comforted Alexander after taking a gander at Clement.

"Will he be able to find a girlfriend with that temperament?" she commented with shock.

"That's why he remains single till this day," remarked Alexander.

Elise grinned sheepishly at that. "As his boss, you should be held responsible for this."

fields were imprisoned in Owen's outpost. After we rescued them—well, to stay alive and to thank us for saving them—they decided to join Smith Co. on the spot. From now on, they'll be

"We have to thank

As soon as he heard Alexander's words, he raised his cup. "To

poor Stenson, who had just regained consciousness,

letting others fight each other out while you bag the

the party late. When he saw Jamie grilling corn, he snatched one that was ready without asking, eating the delicious delicacy away. "Mm, excellent grilling, Jamie. Say, if you

only to be taken aback, for he found Narissa glaring at him. "I haven't pissed you off again, have I?" he asked in

Jamie didn't know if he should laugh or feel bad for the doctor.

Zephyr nearly choked on his saliva. After all, who'd

even deliberately stayed away from the more common food like chicken wings and

want to eat this thing. Who'd have thought… Alright,

Narissa's anger only burned brighter. She then insinuated sarcastically, "Some people sure love to idle their day away, never offering to help out but are the first

one skewer," Zephyr argued in frustration. "You don't have to make such a big deal out

so too? Have you no shame?!" Narissa grew agitated as she caterwauled. "I'm warning you, this is the second time you've stolen my food. If there's ever a third time, it wouldn't be as simple as just kicking up

that, Zephyr sighed and rested an arm on Irvin's shoulder. "Irvin, my boy. Have you witnessed it all? This is what happens when you piss a

merely lowered his shoulder and stepped aside to bring some distance between him and the doctor. "Mr. Zephyr, today is already the tenth day. According to our agreement, everything you said will be voided unless you can help me gain the ability to defeat Mr. Raymond before

day?" Zephyr gasped. "Are you sure you remembered

hold out too much hope toward a certain someone," Narissa said with a

but idling his

are you going to do if I actually

have anything to do with me?" she rebutted. I'm hot-headed, not

right?" Zephyr shoved his hands into his pockets

enough, this was the kind of bait the young woman would take. "Me? Scared of you? Fine, if you can provide Irvin

through the first round of goading but never

his cool instantly as he pointed at her

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