Chen Yu was startled, instinctively stepping back several paces.
Jin Lingsu even drew out her golden spike, ready for action.
Chen Yu hastily blocked her, sensing that these wild people bore them no ill will; it was just their sudden appearance that had made the others tense.
Sure enough, a rather robust man emerged from the crowd, approaching Chen Yu with a simple wooden spear waved in his hand.
"Who are you? Where do you come from? What are you doing here?"
A barrage of questions left Chen Yu somewhat bemused, as if this man were looking for a criminal.
"Why waste words with them? There's equipment on the plane; we might as well just finish them off."
Jin Lingsu became impatient, about to act without thinking.
Chen Yu, somewhat helpless, quickly pulled Jin Lingsu back and then approached the man.
"Excuse me, is this the territory of the Milore Family?
