For the people of Silvermoon Harbor, a bounty of 100,000 watts was enough for them to take the risk.
It meant they could stay on land for the next few years without having to go to sea, without having to struggle with the unknown creatures lurking in the depths of the ocean, let alone handing over a frail boy with little ability to resist to the Tidal Church, which wasn't much of a risk at all.
The only thing they needed to overcome was the guilt in their hearts.
However, the "Emperor" thought that for the three people in front of him, the emotion of guilt never existed in their hearts.
And evidently, they had been blinded by wealth, to the point where they aimed their guns at him.
With the current level of cybernetic augmentation in his body, even if he didn't use his Psychic Abilities and did nothing, the bullets could not inflict any injury on him.
"Who else knows you've been here?"
the "Emperor" asked.
"Of course, the fewer people who know about this, the better."
