The nutrient injection coughed lightly, "Boss, control your expression... there are outsiders here."
In Julia's eyes, there was a look of pleading: You can pretend I'm not here.
But the two people in the conversation really didn't pay much attention to her.
In the next moment, the nutrient injection looked at the Earth Attribute Supreme, who was limp as mud, "What did you see, what did you hear?"
This tone, this wording, really didn't sound like an A-level talking to a supreme.
The short and sturdy supreme had long been scared out of his wits, and his physical condition didn't allow him to have any over-the-top reactions.
Upon hearing this, he answered respectfully, "I only know it's a misunderstanding... um, the responsibility lies with us, I know nothing else."
"Not too stupid," the nutrient injection spoke flatly.
"Tell Julia's family that we have detained her. If they don't want her to suffer, send fifty billion for living expenses first."
