"Hehe, rest assured, I am definitely leaving the Death Star. And we're not just leaving, I will leave openly and uprightly. If you want to stop me or try to snatch this thing from my hand, go ahead, I welcome you." Finn Lewis chuckled softly, speaking up.
"Your Highness." As soon as Finn Lewis finished speaking, Dunn Monty suddenly walked over, whispering, "Your Highness, the Inspectorate has contacted me. They have confirmed your identity and have already dispatched warships to the outskirts of the Death Star region. They said that if you are threatened, they will clear a path to the Death Star and take you away."
Lewis was taken aback, then couldn't help but ask, "They really moved quickly. Do they have the capacity?"
