Plans!

Chapter 342 Plans!

Prison Island: Zorga's Quarters

Vice:

Having his gunegry exuding to make me quake, unfazed by his intimidation tactics, I convey with my mood serious, come now Zorga. Releasing your gunergy like that doesn't really make me feel anything. I gave you my answer.

Dissipating gradually as the white and orange aura fades, disgruntled at me not conforming to his boss like demand, Zorga then turns his massive frame away from me and states with his tongue hissy, fine I don't need your assistance anyway. I only asked on a whim.

But answer me this Vice, just to give me more clarification, why decline?

Staring at the beast of a man's back as he glances back at me from his right shoulder, reactive to the simple question, I vocalize, I have other plans that need to be met. And delving into anything else besides my own agenda would go against that.

Averting eye contact with me as he faces his makeshift throne, replying brisk, Zorga says, hmm conflicting with your agenda. Very well leave me. But if you do confront that Ver bastard personally, send his ass to the grave.

End of Chapter 342