Li Chengfeng's recording was very simple.
He wasn't a Martial Artist. Compared to Liu Dong's warrior instincts, he undoubtedly trusted the technological detection of the warship more. Since it had already been surveyed that this planet had no life.
Although he felt uneasy, just a little negligence could easily result in someone calculating against him with ulterior motives.
Especially after the opponent used Sun Qinglong to trick open the ship's door...
Aside from death, there was no second path to take.
Zhao Yang's face was somewhat heavy.
He actually had quite a good impression of Sun Qinglong. Although she was a woman, she wasn't overly coy or pretentious. Instead, she was quite straightforward and neat, unlike those coquettish witches in the academy...
Even though he was already mentally prepared now, watching her fall into a pool of blood with his eyes wide open.
His expression was still somewhat bleak.
