Xiao was Xun's younger brother, and like her, he had been a direct disciple of the last Psychic Emperor.
He had deliberately picked a quarrel with Sola earlier, causing Sola to come to this planet alone to investigate the stowaway.
In the end, the stowaway wasn't caught, and Sola was gone!
Faced with this malicious questioning, Xiao's lips twitched. He forced a smile and said, "Sola has always acted alone. Wherever he wanted to go or whatever he wanted to do, how could I have stopped him?"
"But I heard that you deliberately refused to cooperate with him, causing him to fall here."
Xiao's expression darkened as well. He said irritably:
"Stephanie, are you saying that I conspired with this stowaway to deliberately kill my own colleague?"
"Who knows? It's perfectly normal for remnants of the previous regime like you to know some forbidden techniques. For example, perhaps you took a fancy to Sola and wanted to refine him into your virtual personality."
"You—"
"Calm down."
The star-armored giant spoke indifferently. His voice wasn't loud, but with just that one sentence, it seemed to freeze space, and the scene instantly fell silent.
The star-armored giant was named Centaurus. Any powerhouse who had developed their psychic brain domain to the extreme and reached the upper limit of the Milta people was qualified to name themselves after a "star." This was also a tradition passed down from the Milta people's planetary age.
Centaurus had not only cultivated the psychic system to its peak and developed his brain domain to 200 percent, but was also a star-armor master.
At that very moment, countless star armors floated outside the mechanical planet, stretching beyond sight. A rough count put their number at no fewer than one hundred thousand.
This was the Federation's true top-level combat