"Alright, that's enough. Let's get ready to depart."
Li Chang'an didn't continue arguing with Sun Yang. He walked over to the captain's seat, sat down, and began checking the ship's startup procedures.
Just then, the cabin door suddenly slid open. A foppish young man in lavish clothing walked in, followed by two bodyguards in black suits.
The moment the young man entered the cabin, he frowned, a look of disgust on his face.
"This is the ship we're supposed to take? It's so dilapidated, isn't it? The Interstellar Warrior Corps uses this kind of junk?"
The young man's voice was sharp and biting, filled with dissatisfaction and ridicule.
Hearing his words, the atmosphere in the cabin instantly grew tense.
Shen Qiuyue stopped what she was doing, her gaze turning icy as she looked at the newcomer.
Sun Yang's expression darkened as a flicker of rage flashed in his eyes.
Han Ruoxi, a little scared, hid behind Li Chang'an and peeked at the young man.
