At this moment, Ying’s group was still in harsh negotiations with the space merchants on the merchants’ ship. Not only were they being treated like convicts, the language and tone employed by the merchants got increasingly condescending. Under these circumstances, Ying’s expression became severe. Ebon, Liu Bai, and Wa Luo, as the Black Star Unit’s members, were combat veterans, so they knew things were going south. Stealthily, they moved closer to Ying, on high alert.
Ying whispered to them, "Sadly, Zhang Heng has been sent back to the Hope. We could've had him read the situation for us. These aliens don’t seem too friendly to me."
Ebon scoffed, "Let them try. I’ve noticed their weapons; even though they look different from ours, they’re still Gaussian weapons. I didn’t see any plasma weapons. Do they think we Black Star Troopers are paper tigers? We’ve killed millions of zerg aliens; I don’t believe we can’t handle this room of merchants."
