"I asked a lot of people, that year, the wanderers were arrogant and rampant, raiding many planets. So..."
The rest didn't need to be said, everyone understood.
Nicholas listened and glanced at Gregory Lawrence sitting on the other side, "I remember your young friend here deals in information. Instead of half-believing my explanation, why don't you ask him?"
He knew the truth.
But it wasn't suitable for him to speak it out.
In the eyes of the interstellar people, the infamy of the wanderers had long been a settled matter.
What outsiders said, they didn't care.
Surviving was what mattered.
Cloudreach hesitated at this moment.
He stood up without moving, and looked at Nicholas, "Was that incident really not your doing?"
Nicholas, with a smoking pipe in his mouth, asked back, "Do you think our leader is that kind of person?"
Cloudreach already had his answer.
That year, the wanderers indeed visited Cloudreach.
