The one-eyed man's unrestrained gaze swept across their faces, the remaining eye openly gleaming with ferocity.
"You—!"
A young man's face flushed crimson. His name was Conan Needham, a second-generation member of the Needham Family on Linguang Star. Though he was not the family's rising star, he still stood out considerably among his peers.
"What do you mean, 'you'? Dingchuan won't welcome you from now on. Get the hell out of here."
"We don't have a spaceship anymore. Could we borrow one of yours? We'll pay ten times the rental fee!"
"Oh?" Gangji looked up at the silent Great Lightning Owl, grinned, and a friendly glint flashed through his eyes before he lowered his head again with a cold expression.
"No spaceship? Then walk out. Didn't you understand what I just said? You've been listed as unwelcome."
In an instant, everyone's faces turned red.
This was utterly humiliating!
Several hundred Dingchuan Guard members were watching them, while several warships monitored them from the sky. Now, they could only walk out of Dingchuan with their tails between their legs.
"Today's humiliation, I..."
"I'll count to three. Are you getting lost or not?"
Gangji's iron-pincer-like left hand instantly clamped around the man's throat and lifted him high.
He put away the red lightsaber in his right hand, pressing its still-warm hilt beneath the man's chin.
Conan Needham immediately clamped his mouth shut, glaring furiously at Gangji before finally closing his eyes in anguish.
Dingchuan Academy's attitude was far tougher than they had ever imagined.
"That's more like it. Everyone, make way and see them off."
After speaking, Gangji casually flung his left hand. Conan was hurled to the ground like a dead dog, and with a swish, the Dingchuan Guard parted at once to open a path.
After crashing heavily onto the