Yang Ming made a gesture, and Mimili took the initiative, leading a large group of mechanical guards out of the room, leaving only a few machines with guns aimed at the head of the Fourth Pioneer.
"Let's talk."
Yang Ming said calmly, "It's just us two here now; maybe we can conduct an unequal information exchange."
"Unequal? Hmph."
The young man merely sneered.
Yang Ming wasn't in a hurry; he had plenty of ways to make this guy talk.
"First of all, I don't particularly want to kill you, but it's not that I can't."
Yang Ming smiled,
"Do you think being a Pioneer is some kind of life-saving charm?
