By now, Fanta had stopped pretending to be friendly, his face filled with a sickly expression and brimming with malice, while Elder Kevin was smiling sinisterly, looking at him as if he were a wild beast in a cage.
"You are ruthless, actually using the Level 4 Meditation Method as bait," Locke watched everything, cursing inwardly that they were not normal people.
"Cut the crap and hurry up," Elder Kevin snapped.
Such a scolding attitude made Locke even angrier, his teeth itching with irritation,
He made a mental note of it for now; he'd sort things out later, after he found Randall, and ideally before the boss arrived to resolve the situation.
Before long, the trio returned to the office they had been in previously.
"Remember, you can't leave the Black God Abyss anymore, and neither can your silkworms. It's best not to try any tricks, or you'll regret it," Kevin warned in a low tone, then instructed, "Take him down to where the lower-class Insect Masters belong."