“You are looking for Sir Saonel? Sorry, he is sleeping at the moment, so you should go back.” After learning about Xiaya’s purpose for coming, Moussa said calmly, as if he did not want Xiaya to disturb his so-called Sir Saonel.
Xiaya narrowed his eyes, knowing that this was Moussa’s excuse. Vados told him that Saonel was currently free, but the Namekian in front of him said that Saonel was asleep. It was most likely an excuse to prevent him from seeing Saonel.
“Can you tell me when he will wake up?” Xiaya didn’t mind and still asked calmly, but his tone became tough.
Moussa’s complexion changed, but he was still expressionless like an old monk sitting in meditation. Upon seeing this, Xiaya couldn’t help but increase his aura. Suddenly, the surging Ki waves turned into substance. A fierce wind erupted, causing the surrounding trees to bend. Moussa’s expression finally changed. Under the heavy pressure of Xiaya, he felt like he was in a freezer, and a cold wind was blowing around him.
The Namekian, Moussa, opened his mouth to speak, drops of sparkling sweat trickling down from his forehead.
“Mister, Sir Saonel is really asleep.” Moussa was still impervious, not willing to tell the whereabouts of Saonel; however, he had softened a lot while speaking, clearly scared by Xiaya’s imposing aura.
“You are still not willing to say it!” Xiaya couldn’t help but admire Moussa’s determination. Although he released only a little of his aura, to Moussa, this was already a heaven-shrouding might. In such a situation, he could still insist on his viewpoint, and this courage made Xiaya admire him!
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