Twelve was respectful in front of the president of the council. The salutation that he performed was perfect, but upon a closer look, there was an unusual poise in between his movements.
The poise was definitely not something a subordinate would show in front of his superior. He did not feel any pressure, and in between the respect and salutation was calmness.
However, the president did not care.
While Twelve might be a member of the Stardust Sixteen and was Tang Long's follower, his position was a few hundred thousand miles away from the president's. However, the truth was that Twelve was 'his' direct subordinate. Twelve had been purposely sent to Tang Long's side since he was young.
Theoretically, Twelve was not obliged to answer to anyone because he would only listen to 'his' order.
Who was 'he'?
'He' was the shadow that had appeared earlier.