Chapitre 1687: Nine-Star Black Check

"Brother, he called us poor!" Luke Yates exclaimed, clearly irked.

Braydon Neal remained calm and expressionless. "We're new here. It's best if we keep a low profile and avoid causing trouble."

"Got it!" Luke said, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he drew his sword and charged after the starship, swinging at it.

Swoosh!

With a single slash, the sky was cut through, and the starship, which was a hundred meters long, was cleaved in half. 

The sword in Luke's hand was a path artifact, far more powerful than a regular treasure, having cost him eight million battle merits.

Inside the starship, the purple-haired young man was so frightened he lost control of himself. 

This was the Milky Way Empire's territory. 

Why was he being attacked? 

Who was responsible?

Panicked, the young man quickly donned his battle armor and held a special talisman, scanning for the threat.