Seeing that he had absolved himself of all responsibility in just a few words, Dia knew that the other party must have more to say, and said:

"Since the Third Prince has said so, then I have nothing to pursue."

“Mr. Dia is a man of great magnanimity… Oh, by the way, I heard that you were hired by Prince Mumu Ze to help her deal with her private army, right? I wonder if you could also accept my offer of employment?”

Seeing this, Jolai didn't waste any more time arguing and instead got straight to the point.

Dia politely declined a few times.

This third prince was completely out of the loop in the intelligence network; they didn't even know he had been to New Delhi before.

Is he really gathering intelligence seriously again?

Seeing that Dia's attitude was firm, Jolai could only sigh with feigned regret and turn to leave.

Back at his tea table, Jolai's private army captain, Gulele, approached him and said:

"Did we fail to win him over? Should we take action and eliminate him?"

"He's very stubborn. I don't know what conditions my twelfth sister offered him."

Joley said regretfully:

"Are you confident you can get rid of him? Have you figured out what's wrong with Amber?"

"...At present, we can't be sure about 30%. As for Amber, we have found the best psychologists and psychiatrists to treat her actively, but her condition has not improved at all."

Gulele said:

"At the same time, hypnotists recruited from the public and research institutions have been put in place and will try more radical solutions if medical treatment fails."

"Okay, it's up to you. Remember, you must crack her brain. No matter what it takes, I need to know what happened that day and how she got into this state."

The thought of Amber's foolish appearance sent a chill down Jolai's spine.

How could an extremely intelligent soldier suddenly lose his mind within a few hours?

Moreover, modern medicine could hardly detect any wounds or toxin residue on her body; instead, it was as if they had witnessed some indescribable horror, which was simply a fantasy.

If such methods were used on him, Joley would never allow that to happen!

Not long after the third prince left, Dia saw the very conspicuous figure of the eldest prince, Benjamin, walking towards him.

Upon arriving, his first words were:

"I don't like to talk nonsense, but no matter what your stance is or what your purpose is in intervening in Kakin's situation, if you want to do something detrimental to this country, you will inevitably face a thunderous counterattack from this country, and you will bear the consequences."

"Your Highness has misunderstood me. I am merely an ordinary professional hunter employed by Mumu Ze and have no power to intervene in this country."

Dia looked calmly into Benjamin's eyes, as if looking into a suppressed lion.

"You speak very eloquently, but it's too late. Now you only have three choices."

Benjamin shook his head and said calmly:

"First, submit to me and I will give you unimaginable power. Second, leave Kakin immediately. Third, death."

Dia took a sip of wine and casually said:

“Then I choose option four: stay in Kakin and watch you all jump around.”

"..."

Upon hearing this, Benjamin's skin instantly turned red, his eyes widened, his pupils shrank to a single point, and he exuded murderous intent.

His already volatile temper meant that the fact that he was willing to give Diya a choice showed how much he valued talent.

Who knew that Dia wouldn't give him any face at all, practically slapping him across the face!

"Okay... I hope you can remain this calm even before you die."

After saying that, Benjamin snorted coldly, turned around, and left the room.

Watching his departing figure, Dia became secretly wary. Given Benjamin's personality, an attack was probably inevitable.

"Let's see how far he goes. As long as he doesn't do something as self-destructive as detonating a weapon of mass destruction in the capital, I'll make sure every single one of you dies!"

Dia sneered inwardly.

He wouldn't be so humble if he didn't still need to collect the fragments of the insect arrow.

However, he didn't like passively waiting for others to plot against him. Once he found the fragments of the insect arrow, he would kill all these high-ranking princes.

The remaining lower-ranking princes are unlikely to pose a significant threat to Mumuze.

After some time, the tea party was halfway through.

As Dia gazed at the increasingly deep night, she thought to herself:

'It's about time, let's tell Mumu Ze and then set off...'

Thinking this, he walked towards Mumu Ze, who was talking to a short woman wearing a crown.

Just as Dia walked over, the short figure suddenly glanced at him and saw him.

In an instant, her eyes lit up, and she rushed to Dia like a running gourd, excitedly saying:

"Hey, what's your name, buddy? Where are you from? Interested in becoming my personal soldier?"

Dia paused, looking at the figure in front of her with a puzzled expression.

This person was shorter than his waist, with hair reaching his waist, a plump and round body, and a head shaped like a giant gourd. He wore heavy makeup, which made him look quite exaggerated.

'The sixth prince, Tyson, is also a manifestation of the biodiversity within the Kakin royal family.'

Sixth Prince Tyson is unambitious, characterized by his fondness for handsome men and his strong possessiveness.

Her private army consisted entirely of handsome men who were fashion models, and each of them was playing a unique role according to her ideas: some were younger men, some were older men, some were teachers, some were students, and some were even... aliens.

This person even wrote a book called "The Tyson Code" to spread her ideas, which is quite bizarre.

Swish!

Before Dia could refuse, upon hearing Tyson's words, Mumu Ze's eyes widened, and he vanished from his spot like a gust of wind, instantly appearing with his arm between Tyson and Dia.

She said with dissatisfaction:

"Sixth Sister, Dia is a professional hunter I hired, he won't agree to your request."

Upon hearing this, the light in Tyson's eyes vanished instantly, and he said with a hint of boredom:

"So you're one of your people, Mumu Ze. Sorry, bro, forget what I said before. I don't like things that other people have touched."

Mumu Ze breathed a sigh of relief and quickly turned around to urge Diya to leave:

"Alright, alright, Ms. Diya, you can go look around somewhere else first. I'll handle things here."

And so, Diya was sent to another place, completely bewildered.

Tyson smiled knowingly as he watched Mumu Ze looking around at Dia's retreating figure.

"Mumu Ze, you should boldly seize what you like. This isn't the demeanor of a king."

"W-what kind of things do you like...?"

Mu Muze turned around, looking slightly flustered, and gestured for her to keep her voice down.

"Silly sister, everyone wants a beautiful gem. If you don't fight hard to grasp it, and instead don't even dare to admit you like him, you'll lose him..."

Tyson, with his exaggerated makeup, looked up at Mumu Ze, his expression serious yet gentle:

"Love makes up this gentle world."

"Love for someone is the most precious treasure in the world; what is there to hide?"

"Are you planning to continue like this, waiting for someone else to win him over, and then just stand there dumbfounded, waiting for him to change his mind?"

"When others have it and you don't, you'll suffer a fate worse than death."

"If you want something, you should fight for it with everything you have, and then possess it for all eternity, never letting anyone else have a piece of it!"

"You are also a son of the king, you should understand, right?"

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Mumu Ze leaned down and stammered in a low voice:

"But... even if you say that, Sixth Sister... I've already been very proactive..."

She felt wronged too.

Tyson said she doesn't actively fight for what she wants, but she's just one step away from breaking through the final barrier, so her progress isn't slow, is it?

"Oh, Sixth Sister, you're overthinking it. Everything will fall into place naturally in time."

Mumu Ze waved his hand and laughed confidently.

In her view, her relationship with Dia was undoubtedly growing closer little by little, and with no other rivals, how could she possibly lose?

You can't lose at all, I'm telling you.

"...Okay, good luck then."

Tyson watched Mumu Ze wave goodbye and leave, but he didn't really agree with what she said.

The reason is the moment she made eye contact with Diya.

She saw the look in that person's eyes.

To reiterate, in Kakin, royalty wields immense power and status.

As the sixth prince of Kakin and the closest to the next prince, Tyson has always lived in awe since childhood.

The people she met, whether they had ulterior motives or were simply afraid, always looked at her with caution and composure.

But Diya was different; whether he was looking at her or anyone else, it was as if he couldn't see them at all.

It's like walking down the street, seeing pebbles by the roadside, and then they're gone.

There was no fear, no desire, no contempt.

Nothing.

It is an extreme arrogance that comes from the heart that makes one regard these people who stand at the pinnacle of secular power as nothing.

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