It took a few seconds before it finally registered in their brain.
The shocking and confusing request didn't make any sense.
Lowengren observed their observation.
"Let's see if that Commander who was already impatient ought to try to kill me." Lowengren hoped.
"Your what?" The Commanders all seemed shocked at Lowengren's statement.
"I have to bring this. I believe I will die in the Caliphates. So why not die with my precious toys. I did export a great effort to acquire this secretly." Lowengren shrugged off.
"And if possible, send me more of this! I need at least another box. You have the connections! Wait. I decided! Bring me more of this! And it has to be colored black!"
"ARGH! I'll kill him!" One of the Commanders suddenly ran towards Lowengren.
"Perfect." Lowengren smiled.
