StarCraft: Everyone wants the Queen

Chapter 191 My Acquaintance with An Gong of the North City

"Have you heard? Lord Saenster is ill!"

An insect quietly pulled its friend aside and whispered in his ear what it thought was a soft enough voice, but which was actually very loud.

"Oh dear, I saw him this afternoon hugging the Queen of Insects and doing something, and Saenster kept asking every Zergling, 'You don't have a Queen of Insects, do you?' It's like we have a grudge against him." His friend also started complaining.

They have experienced things in the past few days that they shouldn't have to go through at their age.

Although no one says it openly, the news that Saenster is ill has spread rapidly throughout the dungeon.

"Hey, you guys are all doing alright. A friend of mine didn't manage to escape. After being caught, he was forced to say things like 'I'm intimate with An Gong from the north of the city.' It's been two hours and he still hasn't been released!" said C-bug, who loves to stir up trouble.

"I'll switch jobs with you. Remember to let me know in advance if you hear anything about him again! I don't want to hear him speak again."

"..."

At this moment, Tharnst was unaware that his glorious and imposing image of iron and blood in the hearts of the Zerg had already crumbled.

The current Thanest is a plague that insects avoid like the plague.

No insect was willing to talk to him.

Unless he/she got kicked in the head by Tharnst.

In other words, Saenster, that stubborn mule, wouldn't be at peace if he didn't utter a word.

This is how the insects in the underground city describe him.

Fortunately, Saenster didn't know, otherwise he would have definitely cracked their heads open.

So after carrying Shen Qingqing for several hours, Saenster finally put her down on a small path in a repair shop in the underground city.

Still feeling relieved that she finally had the chance to walk on her own, Shen Qingqing looked around and found that there were almost no other insects besides the two of them. She found it a little strange to see Saenster acting so awkwardly.

Hesitantly, he asked, "Sarnster, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly bring me here?"

Moreover, there were no other insectoids around, and it was pitch black all around, which made the insectoids feel uneasy.

After a long pause, once he had finally composed himself, he spoke softly, "Qingqing..."

"Ok?"

"Am I acquainted with Duke An of the North City...?"

Huh? Classical Chinese?

Shen Qingqing was stunned for a moment.

Why has this insect suddenly become so refined?

Is it still "I am intimately acquainted with An Gong of the North City"?

Wasn't the original text about an ancient man asking his wife who was more handsome, him or Xu Gong from the north of the city?

Why are you suddenly asking about this again?

However, although Shen Qingqing was panicking inside, she wore a cautious and thoughtful expression on her face.

To Saenster, that serious and earnest little expression was nothing short of a death countdown.

He was somewhat hesitant to hear her answer.

What if it's not what he thinks?

Will he ever have the face to see her again?

No!

After thinking for a moment, Shen Qingqing decided to speak, "Sarnster..."

"I won't listen, I won't listen..."

Sarnster covered his ears, unwilling to accept the cruel, cold, and merciless reality.

Seeing Saenster throwing a tantrum, Shen Qingqing felt as if she were meeting him for the first time.

"Um, that's not what I wanted to talk about. I wanted to ask, who is this Lord An you're talking about?"

Saenster was stunned when he heard this.

"Andorra."

But he answered softly.

“No,” Shen Qingqing corrected, “Andorra’s surname is not Andorra. He has other surnames, and they are very long.”

"..."

“Sarnster, Sarnster?” Shen Qingqing stood in front of him, shaking his arm. “You don’t actually think Andorra’s surname is Andorra, do you?”

"...No." He lied again.

In fact, he really didn't know Andorra's last name.

All that is known is that he is Osama bin Laden's son.

"Qingqing, between him and me, who is more beautiful?"

Sarnster was still unwilling to give up on the question and insisted on getting an answer.

Shen Qingqing felt that this question was not easy to answer.

On one hand, Saenster is the kind of aloof, mature, and ascetic man; on the other hand, Andor is younger than her… well, compared to her, he's older, cunning, and adorable.

What's the point of comparing two different types of delivery guys?

"Uh, well..."

Seeing Shen Qingqing's hesitant expression, Saenster felt utterly hopeless.

“I knew that in your heart, I would never be as good as him.”

He complained bitterly about her favoritism, feeling that if he didn't seize this opportunity to win her favor, it would be too late once Andor climbed to a higher position than him.

He dares to provoke him like this before he's even been included in the list of servant insects. What will happen when he wins the favor of the insect queen?

They might banish him to the cold palace, where he'll never see the insect queen again, nor smell her pheromones.

Only a lone insect can wander aimlessly in the desolate courtyard, becoming a pitiful, waiting-for-wife stone.

No! This absolutely cannot happen!

Saenster has decided not to give Andor any opportunity to make contact with the Queen of Insects on his own.

Of course, there's also Ryan, who tried to get close to Qingqing as soon as he arrived.

Shen Qingqing had no idea what he was thinking; she was still trying to figure out how to prevent him from losing confidence in his appearance.

After all, although Saenster's skin wasn't as good as Andor's, and his face wasn't as smooth, he was actually quite good-looking.

"Actually, you don't have to compete with him. You're quite good-looking too," Shen Qingqing sincerely praised.

"Moreover, you two are different types of male insects, so you can't compare them using the same standard of measurement."

Andorra happened to be passing by and happened to run into the two of them when he saw Shen Qingqing.

He smiled gently and greeted her, "Qingqing, what a coincidence, you're taking a walk here too."

“It’s not a coincidence at all!” Saenster gritted his teeth. “Don’t tell me you just happened to be strolling here and happened to run into us and overhear our conversation, Andorra.”

Andorra scratched his head, as if embarrassed.

However, Saenster saw his little actions as something sinister.

"Yes, it was just a coincidence. Saenster, you're not angry, are you?"

“Heh, how could I be so narrow-minded?” Saenster said with a forced smile.

"Oh, since you say so, then I'm relieved." After Andor finished speaking, he walked straight towards Shen Qingqing.

He picked her up horizontally with a simple "I'm sorry"

Right under Saenster's nose, he held Shen Qingqing in his arms and pretended to leave.

"What are you doing? Who gave you permission to take Qingqing away?" Saenster stopped him and questioned, "I didn't say you could take her away, did I?"

How can you be so self-aware?

Relying on the presence of the insect queen in his arms, Andor spoke with great confidence and retorted directly, "Can't I hug Qingqing?"

"No! Only I can carry Qingqing!"

In his haste, Saenster blurted it out.

By the time he realized what he had said, it was too late.

Shen Qingqing stared at him in disbelief, seemingly unable to believe that such forceful and possessive words came from his mouth.

Andor, on the other hand, looked on with curiosity, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he had led Andor into the trap.

"Didn't you just say you were very generous, Saenster? How come you're acting like this now... It seems your words can't be trusted."

Andorra fanned the flames from the sidelines, as if afraid the situation wouldn't escalate enough.