"Whoa, that happened too?" Aventurine looked at the two of them with interest.
"Don't forget to invite me next time you do something like that."
March 7th gave Aventurine a helpless look.
"You just want to settle a personal score, don't you?"
"And why shouldn't I?" Aventurine smiled faintly.
"I was nearly tortured to death. I hadn't even done anything wrong at the time."
"Miss March 7th, wouldn't you feel wronged if you were in my shoes?"
Back then, Robin had gone missing. Sunday had insisted Aventurine was a suspect and subjected him to inhumane torture.
Any man in Aventurine's position would want payback.
"Yes, yes, you were wronged... So terribly wronged."
March 7th leaned forward and looked ahead.
"So, Mr. Hard Done By, shouldn't we get moving?"
"This doesn't look like the kind of place we can escape by standing around."
"It really doesn't." Aventurine spread his hands.
"But why do I have to go first? Wouldn't Mr. Welt be better suited for that?"
"As the oldest-looking and most dependable person here, you should take the lead."
Three system hours had passed since Yan Huan and Silvermane ascended into the sky.
Old Audie stood before the cockpit door, his brow deeply furrowed.
"What's going on? Even the other Nameless have disappeared?"
Yan Huan was hanging in the sky, while Welt, Dan Heng, and March 7th had vanished.
Of the Star Rail Express crew aboard the Fleeting Starlight, only Himeko remained.
It was turning into a full-blown horror movie.
Old Audie stared at the undamaged cockpit door, frowning.
"There's no other choice. Someone, bring Madam Ciyu here."
Audie had not wanted the company involved in this affair, but things were spiraling out of control.
Before long, Jade arrived.
"Mr. Audie, it seems you need me." Jade gave him a