"A few friends," Li Ming explained, "thank you for taking action."
As if a great calamity had just been averted, a sweat-drenched Blake heard these words and couldn't help but freeze for a moment, before slowly exhaling.
"Friends?"
The reactions of several individuals did not escape Ulrich's attention, his expression meaningful, yet he did not say much, retracting his gaze.
In his heart, Blake couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for his narrow escape from death.
Although before their arrival, they had boasted about how they had the support of the interstellar alliance and feared no A-level life forms, Blake knew clearly that it was all bluster.
If their operation had been successful and they had managed to escape, then it was unlikely that the Collector would have left the Land of Stars to hunt them down.
But likewise, if they had been killed here by the Collector, it was equally unlikely that the interstellar alliance would have done anything for them.
