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."

of his lungs. "And guess what? A dozen or so people from different fields were imprisoned in Owen's outpost. After we rescued them—well, to stay alive and to thank us for saving them—they decided

Elise, "We have to thank the Hellens

he heard Alexander's

poor Stenson, who had

others fight each other out while you

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 ever decide to quit your business,

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

should laugh or feel bad for

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

to avoid repeating the yogurt accident, he even deliberately stayed away from

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

then insinuated sarcastically, "Some people sure love to idle their day away, never offering to help out but are the first person to run to the food every time. I

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

I should think 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

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 woman off. You have to watch out when you

little guy merely lowered his shoulder and stepped aside to bring some distance between him and the doctor. "Mr. Zephyr, today is already the tenth day.

it already the tenth day?" Zephyr gasped. "Are you

suggest you don't hold out too much hope

but idling his days away. As if anything will

to do if I actually succeed?" Zephyr deliberately

up your sleeves. What does it have anything to do

You're not scared, are you? You're worried you'll lose to me, am I right?"

take. "Me? Scared of you? Fine, if you

Narissa's temperament, she would be able to get through the first round

mine!" Zephyr lost his cool instantly as he

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