"Are you joking?" A man stopped polishing his nails and looked up with determination. "We pitched in way more than those slimy voyagers. We wanted Volacia to thrive, the voyagers just wanted a tour bus. Technically they don't even deserve a life star. Their Miss Mevius doesn't even want it."
Nodding LiFeng eyed the collection of nail paints. "Would Miss Jule under any circumstance want the cabinet members to fight with the voyagers?"
Slumping back in his seat the man shook his head. "Miss Jule doesn't like unnecessary conflict. Unless those bastards start something first, we won't do anything."
"And what would be something worth fighting over?" LiFeng picked up a glittery cyan color, it looked pretty.
"Haha, riches, my good friend. Riches. If they fight us over riches, we'll chew them out." The man announced with starry eyes.
"And what kind of riches would that be?" LiFeng asked, setting the nail polish away.