Chapter 1024: Jabba's true thoughts

chapter 1024: jabba's true thoughts



"...did you meet that overord?" robin asked, gesturing toward pythor, but directing his question to jabba.

"...." jabba remained silent, but his body trembled slightly.

"haha, of course, he met him. the moment he saw the greatness of our overlord, he immediately switched to the winning side." pythor laughed loudly. "i wonder, did your personal disciple never meet your supreme lord? perhaps he's just too shy or something? even the supreme lord on judah was seen by everyone! or is your overlord so weak that when the truth chosen jabba saw ours, he immediately knew who the stronger one was?"

"i want to hear it from you." robin didn't even send a glance at pythor, instead turning to jabba oce more with a firmer tone. "how was your meeting with that overlord?"

"...i only met a shard of his soul. that shard was powerful enough to destroy nehari if it wished." jabba exhaled deeply as he recalled that day, his closed eyes trembling slightly. "even today, i still shudder when i think of it."

pythor nodded several times, smiling as he heard those words. he then looked toward robin to further exert pressure, but robin remained focused on jabba, showing no interest in pythor whatsoever.

"was that enough to break you?" robin's tone turned cold. "the one who raised the banner of principles and defending the homeland, who abandoned his master willingly to protect his people. you are the same one who cast everything aside and helped destroy his own planet... because... he you are afraid?"

disturbance

richard stood up. "say that again, i dare you!" a thick killing intent radiated from every inch of his body, sending chills down everyone's spine, even pythor, whose thick hair seemed to recoil as if merging with his seat.

caesar and sakaar also seemed on alert, both knowing very well what lady mila meant in robin's heart.

even holak shook his head. "tsk tsk, that was a cheap shot, my friend~"

"...calm down, let him show what's in his heart." the only one who remained calm on the surface was robin, who pulled richard's hand and sat him back down. he then turned to jabba once more, his tone extremely cold. "go on, my dear disciple, continue."

baah

jabba took two steps back and collapsed into his seat, suddenly feeling as though his head was too heavy, supporting it with both hands. "...i'm sorry, i didn't mean to dishonor the memory of lady mila. i was just... i'm sorry."

"no need to apologize." robin, with cold eyes and a steady tone, shifted his gaze away from jabba. "i was only trying to figure out whether you were forced, or if you did all this willingly, and now i have my answer. there's no need to say any more."

then he turned to look pythor in the eye, his gaze still cold, but deep within them, a volcano was clearly waiting to erupt. his next words were a testament to that: "i completely reject your foolish offer. i won't return the nine planets to you without compensation, and i won't give up an inch of nihari. if you don't have a reasonable offer, your corpses will turn into demon shit by the end of the day!"