The Arrival of the Delegations

Fighting cautiously would only put him at a disadvantage against Layyan.

"What exactly is your cult leader's goal? What are you trying to do? Are you really so eager to let the Andromeda Universe fall into the hands of the aliens?"

"Heh… Musa, you'll find out soon enough. Instead of worrying about the Andromeda Universe, you should be more concerned about your own people. Someone has likely fallen by now," Layyan sneered. "Perhaps that Zehaan? The disciple that your Grand Elder values the most?"

Musa's expression changed drastically.

He momentarily lost control of his strength. "What do you mean?"

"Exactly what I said. Sabotaging your negotiations was just one objective. The other was to hunt down your geniuses." Layyan's laughter was maniacal.

"So your cult leader deliberately sent you here to keep me occupied?" Musa's face darkened.

"Correct. But even though you know now, it's already too late."