Departure

Inside the main control room, Kuwako Yamamoto stood quietly in front of the main console, watching the distressed Zhu Long and his team through the holographic footage. She exhibited a smile. She was already a belle, to begin with, and the floating smile added a much deeper charm to her looks.

Unfortunately, there was no man nearby but only Teng Nu, a sentient being that hadn't yet known the way of the world. Just as her eyes inadvertently scanned over the holographic footage next to her, however, a sudden look of surprise appeared in her eyes.

"Well, the Indians?"