Suddenly, Heath noticed a long-haired man sitting against the wall several dozen meters away.
The man wore no expression as he toyed with a cross necklace, looking as though he were praying to some god.
Cross-shaped necklaces were common throughout All Heavens and Myriad Realms, carrying different meanings in many religions. For example, in the Church of the Light God, the cross represented light.
However, the crosses used by the Church of the Light God were generally pointed.
Heath glanced at the cross in the man's hand and determined that it was merely an ordinary ornament. The man was not praying at all.
This man is strong! Heath thought silently.
Of course, he did not judge the man to be strong because he was handsome, nor because of the way he toyed with the cross, but because of an unfathomable instinct.
It was precisely because of that instinct that he had been sent to Golden Crow Star as an undercover agent.
After some thought, he decided to probe the man's background, lest the pirate crew provoke an enemy they should not have provoked.
The Ten Thousand Demons Sect had infiltrated everywhere now. If someone from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect happened to be hiding on Golden Crow Star and caused the pirate crew to clash with them, the trouble would be immense.
Heath stood and walked over to sit beside the man. Taking out a cigarette, he offered it to him and asked, "Brother, want a smoke?"
"No, thank you." The man lightly swung the cross and replied blandly.
His voice was low, but it was as though he could pour his will into his words. Upon hearing him, Heath subconsciously withdrew his hand. Only when he saw the cigarette in his hand did he come back to his senses,