Gregory Smith did not win.
Pace didn't lose either.
But currently, Pace had no choice but to temporarily back off. Perhaps during this time, he would come up with some other countermeasure, or even completely abandon the negotiation and return to his original plan.
Before Tuna Vessel docked...
Before they could leave this place for good, there were unseen dangers lurking on all sides.
Every step Lyra Smith took felt heavy, with no relief in sight. The chaos in front of her only made her feel lightheaded, as if she would topple over onto the deck any moment.
Every step drained all her energy.
When she saw Pace's cold face devoid of any expression, her heart suddenly beat erratically.
When she saw Pace move the corner of his lips and silently utter something, Lyra felt her head explode with a loud bang.
Pace wanted to...
No, no, it couldn't go this far...
Lyra turned, and Morris Jackson pulled her close: "What's wrong?"