"Passenger Dan Heng, could you quiet them down for a while?"
"All right."
Dan Heng went to the Xuanyuan Sword on the table and temporarily shut off its connection.
"..."
The carriage fell much quieter.
"What in tarnation? Where'd all those ladies go?!"
The Galaxy Ranger, bound hand and foot and kneeling on the floor, looked astonished.
"Seriously, aren't you folks on the Star Rail Express a little too precious about security?"
Pom-Pom folded his little arms and pouted at the Galaxy Ranger.
"I told you! We could've talked this through, Pom!"
"But you insisted on pointing a gun at us... This was self-defense."
The Galaxy Ranger said helplessly,
"I didn't have a choice. You folks were already spoiling for a fight. Wasn't pulling my gun just a way to say hello?"
"Hey, now we've met."
"Name's Boothill. I'm a Galaxy Ranger!"
Boothill gave an awkward grin.
"How about untying me first? These ropes are mighty uncomfortable."
Dan Heng's gaze remained cool.
"A knight-errant of the Hunt wouldn't hijack the Star Rail Express."
"I didn't hijack anything!"
Boothill shifted against his tight bindings and said helplessly,
"Since when does chatting with someone while holding a gun count as 'hijacking'?"
Dan Heng narrowed his eyes.
"With all due respect, there are many rumors across the galaxy about what's become of the Galaxy Rangers. None of them are pleasant."
"I find it hard to trust you."
Boothill looked deeply aggrieved.
"Seriously, you've got to use a little judgment."
"The stories these fools make up get more ridiculous by the day. One says the Primal Doctor turned all the Galaxy Rangers into gibbons, and now they're swinging through some mountain ravine!"
"Good grief, does that sound like something a sane person would come up with?"
"Monkeys? What in tarnation would Galaxy Rangers have