Miss Star, spoiled by her father and brother

Chapter 640 You Need to Pay More

"It's such an honor that you know my name," he said, feigning exaggeration.

“However, please allow me to complain a bit, your soldiers are a bit rude. Even prisoners shouldn’t be treated so undignifiedly, don’t you think?” Yves spread out his palms to show his miserable state.

Sifus looked him up and down and said bluntly, "You should understand their feelings. Seeing that they didn't shoot their enemy directly, I think they were already very restrained."

"Do you need me to help you recall what happened in the Federation at the beginning of last month?"

Yves stiffened, a slight embarrassment showing on his face, but he still managed to argue with his strong mental fortitude: "Are you talking about that terrorist incident?"

"I've heard about it too. It's a very tragic matter. I regret the loss of those young lives, but the full story still needs further investigation, Federation..."

Sifus raised his hand to interrupt his nonsense, and Kane retorted sharply, "'Inside information' is that you want to weaken the Empire's new forces. You know it very well, and so do we."

“If I were you, I wouldn’t play dumb at this crucial moment, on something we both know perfectly well. It would only add fuel to the fire. Unless, of course, you don’t want to go back alive.”

Yves' face contorted, and after several changes in expression, he finally couldn't laugh anymore.

“You dare not kill me. The lives of those natives are still in my hands. If I die, they will not live either.”

Kane squinted and clapped: "Right, it would have been better to be straightforward from the start. Aren't you tired of acting?"

Despite Kane's threats and sarcasm, Yves asked, "I want to know what the relationship is between the Empire and Gooddale, and why they are targeting us because of it?"

“The word ‘targeting’ is inaccurate,” Siforth corrected him.

"We just happened to be passing by this asteroid and witnessed the tragedy that occurred there. Out of compassion, we exercised our powers as permanent members of the Star Peace Society: to eliminate threats to peace and stop aggression."

Yves's eyelids twitched a few times. He was shocked by Siforth's shamelessness.

He never expected the other party to explain it this way. Although it sounded fake, he couldn't really find fault with it!

There is such a clause in the Interstellar Peace Treaty, but no one has ever truly followed it! After all, meddling in other people's business is just asking for trouble. But bringing up this reason at this moment actually left him speechless!

Kane was also surprised for a moment, then turned to look at his father, filled with extreme admiration.

They didn't say anything useful, and even justified their behavior. As expected, experience is the best teacher!

Having failed to uncover what he wanted to know and instead being accused of a crime, Yves quickly employed his usual skill to distort the truth:

“How could we be considered an aggressor? You've misunderstood. We came out of curiosity to visit and wanted to have a friendly exchange. It's just that the language barrier caused a misunderstanding. The locals are too wary and extremely rude and belligerent, killing many of my teammates, which is why things have come to this.”

Kane was so angry he laughed. He couldn't imagine how Ganz would react if he were here and heard those words.

"Oh? Are these people that powerful? How many of your people did they kill to bring about this annihilation?" Sifus asked slowly.

Yves suddenly seemed to remember something, his eyes sparkling with excitement: "Speaking of which, General, you've reminded me of something."

"When we engaged them, we discovered that these indigenous people possessed a large number of standard military rope guns. I interrogated two of them, and they said that these guns were all made by you. Can you explain this?"

"You're talking nonsense, that's slander. Find who said that."

Yves was stunned by Siforth's bandit-like behavior. While the latter part of his statement was indeed fabricated, it didn't seem that bad...

If you can't beat them in a fight, and you can't reason with them, how can someone have maxed out both physical and magical resistance?!

He realized that it was impossible to find any fault with the Empire today. If he continued to dwell on the shady dealings between the two of them, and things really turned out as Kane had said, and they angered the other person, none of them would be able to leave.

Yves chuckled twice: "Let's get down to business."

"General Siforth, please put away your weapons and let us leave."

"Who do you mean by 'you'?"

Yves paused for a moment, then said, "Me and my team. As for the rest... I don't want to deal with them, but they also have hostages. If the general wants the hostages to be safe, it's best not to bother with them."

Upon hearing this, Sifus began to shrug and laugh, his movements becoming increasingly exaggerated until he burst into unrestrained laughter.

Yves was full of questions, but he didn't dare interrupt and could only wait for him to finish laughing.

Siphus wiped away the tears of laughter with his index finger and asked, "Do you really think I'm some kind of great philanthropist?"

"Do you really think I care about the lives of these natives?"

"Or do you really think I don't know why you're here?"

In the end, the greed and ambition in Siforth's eyes were no longer concealed at all.

Yves was stunned by this dramatic turn of events, standing there blankly, unsure how to react.

"You have to leave the people here, and don't even think about taking your things. Also, give each of you some money."

"W-what...???" Yves doubted his ears.

Sifus repeated impatiently, "I said give me money! Star coins! Ransom! Don't you understand?"

Yves opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Sifus stood up, walked over to him, put his hands on his hips, and spoke in a deep voice with a hint of ruthlessness:

“I want these Guderians to stay here and work for me for generations, and I want to keep the ‘super blood’ firmly in my own hands.”

"And you, you destroyed a large number of my 'tools of labor,' causing me enormous losses. Now, you want to use them to threaten me, ha..."

A cold sweat broke out on Yves's back.

So that's how it is... He was going in the wrong direction from the start... So the rope gun was also to make it easier for these people to work...!

A flash of insight struck Yves, and he suddenly "understood" everything, realizing just how serious a mistake he had made.

They mistook the fruit for unclaimed property and entered someone else's "orchard" to pick it at will, even damaging the trees. Not only were they caught red-handed by the owner, but they also turned around and started causing trouble for the owner...

Sifus snorted and created some distance.

"I'm already being very polite by speaking to you calmly without lifting a finger. Besides, please have pity on my medicinal herb field."

"You still want to negotiate with me? You must be tired of living."

After a long silence, Yves finally managed to stammer out, "Then, what do you want to do...?"

“I said, take out what you shouldn’t have taken and put it down, and give me some compensation, then I’ll let you go.”

"How much do you want?"

"Not much, about 500,000 star coins per person."

"Five hundred thousand?!" Yves exclaimed in astonishment.

Sifus glanced at him coldly: "You're the president's son, you have to pay more, two million."

Yves: "..."