"Very brave."
After an even longer silence, even the praise Fu Qian received now echoed the earlier one.
It was obvious that for Selana, the shock brought by the captive in front of her was still ongoing.
Even though the way this whole thing was developing was clearly in her favor.
What do you do when your tool is too useful? How many people ever get to have that kind of problem?
Still, she was someone who roamed the worldly society; caution was something she could never afford to lose.
"Are you sure, in your current condition, you still have the ability to slip back onto the ship?"
After that cold little compliment, Selana didn't forget to point out that if Fu Qian had the spare breath to shout slogans, there was some suspicion his actual ability might not measure up.
"I probably don't."
Fu Qian admitted quite straightforwardly, and as he spoke he reached back to touch his back again.
Granted, the wound had closed, but the torture had still left its marks.
