Lan Su's gaze was complicated.
On his way to find Yu Tu, Ming Qiuxue had already told him about Simutan's death.
Lan Xiao couldn't suppress this news.
But...
"Ming Qiuxue, you won't be able to get into Blue Star."
Blue Star had the strictest surveillance system in the Blue River System.
It held detailed records on every registered Energy Master in the Blue River System.
Not to mention "rebels" like them—once they stepped into Blue Star's territory, they would be placed under full surveillance.
Their spacecraft would likely be forcibly intercepted by the Imperial Army before it even landed.
"Ming Qiuxue, Yan Mei wouldn't want you to go."
Ming Qiuxue slowly leaned against the desk beside him.
He lowered his head and took out a cigar, but didn't light it.
The fingers holding it were trembling.
His blond hair draped over his chest, and he radiated a noble sort of desolation.
"Lan Su, how could I not go? He's the little fox I raised..."
Ming Qiuxue held the cigar between his teeth, braced both hands at his sides, and tipped his head back. His beautiful Adam's apple looked elegant and sensual, yet the rims of his eyes were faintly red.
"I hid him for so long... thirteen whole years. He never saw the light of day, never glimpsed sunlight, and no one could know... I didn't do all that just to send him to his death.
My weakness is gone, but my ribs are still here."
Those ribs supported Ming Qiuxue's beating heart.
"If Yan Mei is gone..."
Lan Su rubbed his brow and hurriedly wrote Ming Qiuxue a leave slip.
"Take it and go. Stop crying in my office."
Ming Qiuxue took the leave slip and straightened up.
"Lan Su, thanks. But I'm not that stupid leopard Lu Mi.