"I think... let's give them a chance."
Anya sighed silently.
"After all, they are the life of a planet..."
"Call on the Night Guard and get ready to depart."
Duanmu Huai issued the order directly.
"Finish it quickly and get back."
Soon, the Thunder Falcon Aircraft flew out from the warship's hangar and headed forward. On the opposing side, three helicopters with a slightly sci-fi style quickly appeared, guiding Duanmu Huai and his party toward the metropolis below.
Guided by the aircraft, Duanmu Huai and his entourage landed on the platform of a building that looked quite luxurious and imposing. A group of people dressed in magnificent attire that highlighted their status were standing in a row, looking with various expressions at the descending Thunder Falcon Aircraft.
The aircraft landed steadily on the platform, and then the hatch opened. Duanmu Huai took the lead in stepping down from the aircraft—only to instinctively take half a step back.
What the hell is this?
