The picked wolf cub teases me every day [Interstellar]

47

The intentionally lowered voice did not escape Leisa's ears. The man who had closed his eyes and meditated slightly raised his eyebrows, stood up and knelt down in front of the injured man.

"How do you know the other party is a pirate?"

The Losaker in his hand backed away slightly, and after hesitating for a long time, he said, "They have a big ship, and the leading man has a scar on his face. I saw it on the wanted notice of the empire."

Resa frowned: "Did you see the sign on the other party's ship?"

"Looks like a burning skull."

"Heh!" Resa sneered, "It's that guy Bart."

"Although that guy's weapon is completely incomparable with night hunting, it is more than enough to deal with you people who don't even have decent equipment." Resa added bluntly, and then thought again: "However, why did your employer let you Are you going to attack pirates?"

The man shook his head: "Only An Shan knows the specific plan. We only know that the other party seems to want to use us to organize a purge group."

"Clean up the regiment?" Reza murmured and repeated these words, at this moment, there was a commotion outside the room.

Just as Resa was about to go out to have a look, he was stopped by a Losak man leaning against the door: "It seems that the employer sent someone, you go elsewhere first."

Reza frowned, leaned against the wall of the window, and observed the outside through the gap of the window.

Sure enough, a few well-dressed people walked into the village with arrogance on their faces, and asked for Anshan by name.It was obviously not the first time that the other party was bossing around like this. Although the Luosak people in the village couldn't understand it, they obediently went to call for someone.

The newcomers looked at everything in the village with disdain, and the leader turned his head slightly, and his face fell into Resa's eyes.

This is,

Kersh?

Reza's eyes froze, and Ian, who was standing beside him, immediately noticed the change in the other's expression, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"Kesh, the person next to my father."

At this time, An Shan had already walked out, and the wound on his body was simply bandaged, but the bandage hadn't been tied yet.

Keshi looked at the person in front of him with disgust: "What are you doing?"

An Shan lowered his head slightly: "We didn't expect the opponent's weapon to be so powerful that we couldn't get in at all."

Keshi sneered contemptuously: "I said earlier that this is no longer the era of cold weapons. Are you primitive people dreaming? According to what I said before, how can there be so many things now when you go to the training camp earlier?"

"The Losaks must stay together. I have said this a long time ago." An Shan looked at each other firmly, not giving in at all.

Keshi cursed secretly, "Stupid!", and raised his head arrogantly: "Listen well, my adults didn't ask me to come here to discuss with you. If the next mission fails, you just wait!"

After speaking, Keshi snorted and left without looking back.

Keshi and his entourage walked away, Resa walked out of the house, and went straight to An Shan: "Who is your employer?"

"I have already said that there is no need for an outsider to intervene in Losak's affairs."

Ressa sneered: "Coincidentally, even if you don't tell me, I know that the other party is Alman Baird."

An Shan's eyes froze, and Resa knew he had guessed right: "If it's this person, I advise you to be more careful."

"Why do you say that?" An Shan squinted at him.

Resa chuckled: "Unfortunately, besides my mother, the person who knows him best in this world is probably me."

An Shan instantly understood what Resa meant, but he still frowned in disbelief.

"Resa Yarman, the name I was using a few years ago."

The Rosak people around Anshan gasped in surprise: "You, you are the son of Prince Arman."

The long-lost address made Resa feel both familiar and unfamiliar, and the man nodded helplessly: "Although I don't want to admit it, but in terms of blood relationship, yes."

"Are you going to fight your biological father for us?" An Shan asked.

"I said that my surname is no longer Arman," Resa spread his hands: "The aloof Prince Arman has nothing to do with me. Considering Ian, it is not impossible to confront Arman."

An Shan sneered: "It is Yarman's misfortune to have a good son like you."

Resa chuckled: "With a good son like me, I will save you at this time."

Resa glanced at the time: "That guy Keshi should not have gone far. Since you don't want to talk about some things, I'll ask him."

Just as An Shan was about to speak, Resa interrupted him: "Of course you can choose not to accept my kindness, but even if it's just for Ian, I have to take care of some things."

Resa hugged Ian's shoulders and looked at An Shan with a smile: "I borrowed this little guy first, I don't know when to return it, you guys take care of your wounds~"

"Ian!"

An Shan's voice made Ian tremble all over. Ian pulled Resa's hand from his shoulder, walked up to An Shan, and bowed deeply.

"Boss, I must be with him."

"The unity of the Losaks, have you forgotten?"

Facing An Shan's questioning, Ian's expression remained unchanged: "I will never forget."

"However, Reza is now helping the Losaks through the crisis, and I can't let him go alone."

The boy's figure gradually drifted away, An Shan watched him leave, and finally turned his gaze to Sheath, who lowered her head slightly: "Boss."

"Ian smells like that man's pheromone," An Shan sighed, "Your engagement with Ian, let's end here!"

As soon as Keshi returned to the spaceship, he contacted Yarman immediately. On the holographic screen, an old man in a suit and leather shoes stood by the cage, quietly feeding the white parrot in the cage.

"How's it going?" Arman asked.

"The Bart Pirates received some impact, but there was no substantial damage." Keshi lowered his head and reported, his voice trembling slightly, and he didn't dare to look directly into Arman's eyes.

"Hmph!" Yarman sneered, "Sure enough, they are still a bunch of trash."

"Yes!" Keshi lowered his head even lower: "I have warned them that if they fail again, I will use force to make them submit."

The old man stroked the parrot's feathers lightly, as if he didn't hear Keshi's words at all, and asked after a while, "Ian, is he back?"

"He is not on the list in the village, it seems... he is still with His Highness."

"Well——" Arman pondered, and put his thumb lightly on the parrot's throat: "That kid..."

There was a sound of a bird flapping its wings on the screen. Keshi glanced at it, the food was spilled on the floor, the bird's wings hung down, and it fell limply in Arman's hands.

Keshi lowered his head tremblingly: "I understand."

When the screen was turned off, Keshi breathed a sigh of relief, and then there was a violent shaking of the spaceship. Keshi just wanted to scold, but he heard the pilot beside him fall to the ground with a "bang", and there was a small blue man standing beside him. Boy with eyes.

An arm reached out from behind and locked Keshi's throat in an instant.

"Yo, it's a video call with my dad!" Resa looked at the signal of the end of the call in the communicator with great interest, and turned to Keshi with a smile: "Long time no see."

"Little, Your Highness!"

"Don't call me that," Resa waved his hand: "I heard you call me a little bastard behind your back? I don't care. If my dad hears it, can you still hang out?"

Kesh explained in a panic: "No, no."

Resa let go of Keshi with a sneer: "Your hypocrisy disgusts me the most. I'm curious, how did you come back to my father when I threw you off the boat last time?"

Keshi gritted his teeth when he thought of that period of time: "Thanks to His Royal Highness, I was not shot to death at that time, so I saved my breath!"

There was a contemptuous smile on Resa's face, Keshi, no matter how much he hated him in his heart, considering his identity, he suppressed his anger and respected him.

"When is your sister's wedding?"

"Ah?" Keshi was puzzled by the question, and thought for a while before answering, "A week later."

"After you go back, tell your father that I will attend my sister's wedding on time."

Reza put his hands in his pockets and looked at Kesh with an arrogant expression: "By the way, let him think about how to explain Losak to me."

"Are you, are you going back to Yarman's house?" Keshi looked at Resa in surprise.

"Who knows?" Resa smiled incomprehensibly, "If I return, I might kick you out immediately. You'd better not look forward to this day."

Reza walked up to the unconscious pilot and clicked on the console a few times: "The spaceship is flying directly to the mansion of the imperial capital Arman, don't forget to give me a message."

With that said, Lei Sala followed Ian and was about to leave.

"Oh, by the way," Reza seemed to think of something and then folded back: "Did you receive the wedding invitation?"

Keshi blankly took out the invitation card from his pocket, and Resa took it bluntly and stuffed it into his pocket: "By the way, tell my sister, happy wedding!"