Suspicion

Chen Mo wore the Free Black Ant as he flew from space into the spaceship's entrance. He casually tossed the seven Antimatter Energy Cores to a robot and headed back toward the ship's central cabin.

As Chen Mo passed by, Qiao Ge Li could not help swallowing nervously.

The scene of Chen Mo slaughtering the seven pursuers was still vivid in his mind.

From the moment the pursuers attacked, Chen Mo had flown out in his mech armor. In less than a moment, all seven had been killed. None could withstand even a single exchange, nor did they have the slightest chance to fight back. Such skill would make him an absolute master even in the Shi Gan Star System.

"My name is Lü He Qiao GeLi," Qiao Ge Li said with a polite smile.

Qiao Ge Li forced a smile, though it was far from pleasant.

He was a member of the Beastkin Race. Once his mech helmet lowered, green frog-like skin covered him from head to neck. His head was enormous, like a big-headed doll when compared to human proportions. His mouth was wide, his eyes bulging, and his smile was even somewhat terrifying.

"Chen Mo."

Chen Mo answered curtly.

Jing Ge ignored Qiao Ge Li entirely, maintaining an aloof, forbidding expression. From beginning to end, he paid Qiao Ge Li no attention, merely sitting to one side and stroking Little Beast. Chen Mo could not be bothered to introduce him either.

Qiao Ge Li glanced at Jing Ge a few more times before withdrawing his gaze.

"Sir, your skills are truly extraordinary. Those vicious thieves could not survive even one exchange with you. It is truly admirable," Qiao Ge Li flattered him. Since the seven pursuers had attacked him earlier, he did not mind getting acquainted with