"Hey."
"Sir Valen, what the hell happened?" Blake's voice was tense. "I'm hearing reports that you have killed the billionaire Forgath."
"That's correct."
"Are you fucking se—" There was a pause. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I… why would you do that?"
"He was a bad dude," Ning said. "So I killed him. Don't worry, the situation isn't as bad as you think. I was prepared for this."
"You were prepared to kill a billionaire?" Blake asked in an exasperated tone.
"No, just the bastard that had tried to kill me twice. How could I be blamed for him being a billionaire."
Blake didn't answer immediately. It was a few long seconds before a reply came from the other side.
"I see."
Ning felt bad for the angel, having to deal with the aftermath of his impulsive actions. "Is it bad right now?"
