Xue An remained noncommittal.
Duan Muguang and Wu Jun shot up into the sky, entering through the passage beneath the spaceship.
The interior of the spaceship was arranged similarly to the Starry Domain of the Palace of Light, with dazzling golden light everywhere.
Duan Muguang and Wu Jun were not strangers to this place, so they naturally found their way to the ship's main hall.
At this moment, a man was sitting in a chair waiting for them.
As they arrived, the man's lips curled into a mocking cold smile.
"Thirty finger snaps late. Useless indeed is just useless!"
Wu Jun's face flushed red with anger, eyes blazing with fury.
Just then, Duan Muguang pulled him aside, showing great respect with a bow.
"Liao Siduo, we apologize sincerely. The two of us were unprepared, which caused some delay!"
"What? Are you blaming me for not notifying you beforehand?" Liao Zhiji, holding the position of Siduo, retorted coldly.
