Charging Into the Fleet Like a Tiger Among Sheep!

Xiao Yang's figure hung alone in the cold, lifeless void of space.

Before him stood an iron forest of over a hundred menacing black warships. Their cannons glimmered with the light of destruction, like a hundred colossal beasts of the starry sky, mouths gaping wide to devour their prey.

Behind him was only a streamlined crimson Star Shuttle. Ning Hongye's figure was faintly visible behind its transparent window, her face filled with worry.

The scene was a striking contrast, a sight that hit with tremendous visual impact.

To the Starry Sky Bandits of the Black Wind Fleet, it was as absurd as a moth flying into a flame or an ant trying to stop a chariot. It was the most ridiculous and foolish suicide they had ever seen.

"Hahaha! Boss, look at that kid! He really came out all alone!"

"Did the Black Wind Fleet's reputation scare him stupid? He's lost his mind!"

"Alone? What's he planning to do? Drown us in spit?"

"Don't waste your breath on him, Ancestor! Give the order to fire! I can't wait to taste that pretty little thing!"

A burst of unrestrained laughter erupted from the Starry Sky Bandits aboard the flagship, their words crude and greedy. They looked at Xiao Yang as if he were a clown already marked for death.

The Black Wind Ancestor's fleshy face wore a cruel, mocking smile.

He admired Xiao Yang's display of "bravery," like a cat toying with the mouse beneath its claws.

"Kid, this is your last chance."

His telepathic voice carried the condescending generosity of a superior: "Kneel now and hand over your Star Shuttle and your woman. I might consider leaving your corpse intact."

In response, Xiao Yang gave him only a gaze cold enough to freeze and a quiet murmur that seemed to