Abyss Solo

The supply ship bathed in warm light.

Daphne was reclining on the sofa by the window, her beautiful body only covered by a thin blanket, with a few floating spheres spraying skincare mist beside her.

Her fingers moved gently, causing the information in front of her to scroll up, revealing entertainment news and performance videos about her everywhere.

A soft buzzing sound came from all around, as several maids brought in screens to shield her figure behind them.

This indicated someone had arrived.

Half a minute later, a voluptuous, distinguished-looking middle-aged woman stormed in, her voice arriving before her:

"Daphne! Oh, Princess Daphne! You're really going to Saka Star for a charity performance! Do you know what charity means? We won't profit at all!

"And by setting this precedent, many disaster-stricken areas, many impoverished areas will surely pressure you with moral blackmail!

"This is simply terrible! And you're not letting us hype up the ticket sales! We won't profit at all from this charity performance! We might even lose a lot of money! As your manager, I must strongly protest against your decision!"

Daphne's soft laughter came from behind the screen: "However much we lose, I'll personally cover it."

"You promised me you wouldn't get involved with politics," the manager said helplessly, spreading her hands, "entertainment is just entertainment, we must adhere to the rules we set before! If, if people conclude that you're using this as a way to boost your political influence, it will cause trouble for all of us, Princess Daphne, I must remind you of this!"

Two screens were slowly pulled aside, and Daphne stood up gently, wrapping the thin blanket around herself, swaying gently, walking barefoot around the sofa.

The manager glanced up, immediately lowering her head, not daring to look further.

Even though they were the same gender.

This princess, renowned in the Empire for her pure and pristine nature, couldn't have the slightest blemish on her image, as this was her biggest selling point.

"The performance on Saka Star was something I promised before," Daphne said softly, "and don't you think that if I could interact with the White Ghost, it would also enhance our visibility? I've publicly declared that I won't participate in Empire politics; isn't that assurance enough?"

"Your siblings are watching you, I've already been under too much pressure."

The manager whispered:

"You no longer need to rely on the White Ghost for attention. He is a hero of the Empire and has become a kind of faith for many people. As long as the threat of the Space Worm Clan remains, he will remain the object of the Empire's people's reliance.

"Daphne, but for you, that's the most dangerous thing.

"You saved me from the brink of bankruptcy, you saved my husband and children, I am willing to dedicate my life to you, but... don't get close to the White Ghost, he has already become the enemy of the nobles, and your father already dislikes him... you must cherish what you have now."

Daphne's fingers brushed over the powder on the manager's face.

"I know what you're worried about, have you ever been rejected?"

"Daphne..."

"I was rejected by him."

Daphne leaned in close to the manager's ear from behind, whispering:

"Hanton, he's the only man who wants to leave me no matter what, and he's also the only man who's indifferent to my advances."

"He might just be trying to get your attention," the manager said, suddenly a bit nervous, "like reverse attraction."

Daphne chuckled softly, her hands slowly sliding down the manager's smooth neck.

The manager's expression changed slightly, gently biting her full lips, closing her eyes, turning her head aside, and let out a few soft hums from her nose.

"You don't understand Hanton, he exudes charming allure all over, he possesses extraordinary power, although this power came from dirty human experiments, he has become the deity of our Galaxy.

"He doesn't know how to utilize this power; yet I can make him a god to fragile humans."

"Princess... don't... hmm..."

"I can listen to you for other performances," Daphne whispered softly next to the manager's ear, "but the White Ghost is the man I've chosen, I can't miss this opportunity, I'll gradually conquer him... you're having such a big reaction, is it due to work keeping you too busy, leading to a lack of sex life?"

Daphne pulled away, the manager trembled slightly, barely stabilizing herself.

"You don't need to go to Saka Star this time," Daphne said calmly, "go back to your husband, satisfy your physiological needs."

"Yes, Princess."

Daphne stretched lazily, and a maid came over with a towel.

The manager looked up, only to find the two screens slowly closing, her eyes reflecting a complex gaze.

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Outside the governor's residence on Saka Star.

Yang Ming, just returned to Saka Star, had already put away his highly realistic robot, smoothly transitioning back to his role as lord.

With Lyu keeping an eye on Wind, he didn't need to return to Wind unless a war broke out.

This governor's residence was a recently renovated standalone building, also where Godoy Saka, the governor of Saka Star, usually worked and lived.

Yang Ming immediately noticed the cheap garden landscapes created with projections, saving a lot of labor and maintenance costs. — After all, in the interstellar era, vintage, original, and artistic styles were often the most expensive.

He had just stepped up a few stairs when a group of people rushed out of the governor's hall.