"Ah, Your Highness Prince Bobo Man, we have our orders from His Majesty the King. We can't just speak freely."
The speaker's voice was cold and hard, with a texture like grinding granite.
Bobo Man glanced up at him. He was a Mad Lion Person of a relatively slight build, but his muscles were exceptionally lean, and his expression was dead serious.
He was, with that same serious expression, holding a delicate Mad Lion maiden, his hands roaming freely over her.
Bobo Man knew the man's personality; he didn't joke around. He got straight to the point. "Enough of this. Just tell me, what's Gang Sasi like? Can he be trusted? I have a batch of Defensive Soul Artifacts that are about to be finished..."
'Good grief. A Deep Sea Person asking a Mad Lion Person about a Steel Elephant Person's character. That's a new one,' Han Ning silently snarked while listening to the live broadcast from a toilet stall.
