A Meeting of Rogues

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Sun Cheng glanced at Jetfire in surprise. He had not expected this guy to be so perceptive.

In truth, he did not know much about the Forge of Solus Prime either.

Other than knowing that it had once been the weapon of Solus Prime, one of Cybertron's Thirteen Primes.

Sun Cheng knew nothing about why the Forge of Solus Prime had appeared on Earth, or when it had arrived there.

He had asked the Forge of Solus Prime about it, but unfortunately, whenever the questions involved itself, Solus Prime, or the Thirteen Primes—

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—the Forge of Solus Prime usually responded to Sun Cheng with silence.

As for the occasional brief replies it gave, there was no way to know how much of them could be trusted.

Thus, though Sun Cheng was surprised that Jetfire had discovered the secret of the equipment he had gifted him, he had no intention of answering.

Maintaining an appropriate air of mystery was especially necessary before a Cybertronian as proud as Jetfire.

With no intention of explaining anything to Jetfire, Sun Cheng quickly composed his expression, nodded to him, and then walked out of the lounge.

Jetfire was left standing there blankly behind him, shield in hand, his face filled with uncertainty.

At the same time, on the Moon.

Starscream narrowed his eyes as he watched the spacecraft slowly come to a halt, crimson light flickering incessantly in his scarlet eyes.

"Starscream, long time no see!"

The spacecraft hatch soon opened, and a silver-gray mechanical warrior stepped out.