Qie Xieling's stomach churned as the spacecraft hurtled through the vast expanse of space towards the notorious star Rion, a haven for criminals and lawlessness.
The sudden transition from weightlessness to heaviness left him feeling disoriented and sick. However, his unease was eased by the comforting presence of Uncle Jie who was holding his hand firmly, the entire time.
AN: What a good person Uncle Jie is, right?
As they descended into Rion's atmosphere, the spaceship rattled and groaned, causing Qie Xieling's nerves to spike. With a shaky laugh, he tried to alleviate the tension that gripped him, but deep down, he couldn't shake off the nervousness that tingled in his every fibre. Uncle Jie squeezed his hand gently, silently conveying his support.
