Charlotte gently rubbed her tear-reddened eyes and nodded silently, like a little yellow duckling that had been aggrieved but didn't want to make a fuss, which truly made Feng Yi's heart ache.

This silly girl often worked alone on Shadow Rider videos at night and had foolishly come to Mardis for some promotional work. Clumsy and naively adorable, Feng Yi couldn't understand why a bunch of animals would attack such a harmless young woman. A surge of anger instantly rose in his heart.

"Stop," Feng Yi commanded sharply, "Who just laid a hand on her?"

His voice was decisive and brooked no argument, causing the Looters' figures to pause collectively, though only briefly. They didn't believe they were at a disadvantage; it was only their leader's caution that made them yield. One of them didn't even stop his stride, spitting in Feng Yi's direction before swinging onto his field motorcycle.

Such an act was undoubtedly a blatant provocation towards an enraged warrior. As the Special Envoy, the hero title carried not only people's expectations of him but also their sentiments and trust. At least when he appeared, everyone's hearts were no longer filled with fear, which precisely reflected their trust in him.

To be given so much face, yet to endure oppression of one's kin was unacceptable, and one didn't deserve the title of Special Envoy. Be it himself, his friends, Charlotte, Huang Zhennan, whether alive or deceased, acquainted or not, he shared glory and disgrace with the Yate Federation. This humiliation instantly gave way to a tempest...

Feng Yi's hand seemed to want to crush the transgressor with a claw-like gesture, 'whoosh roar...' the moment the motorcycle engine ignited, all that could be heard was a fierce wind howling like a ghost claiming souls, thunderous in everyone's ears.

In the midst of the gale, the vehicle instantly fell to pieces. You couldn't fathom the terrifying pressure of that airflow; the man was struck completely out of sight. Looking at Feng Yi, his arm still carried the crackling electric arcs of a dark thunder attack...

With just one strike, no one dared to move their feet, not even daring to breathe... If the earlier threat left some room for choice, then the man's action just now had sealed his fate. His strike was so swift it could only be described as lightning fast.

Though no one spoke, they collectively pointed their fingers at one man. It proved that when life was threatened, everyone was out for themselves, unconcerned if others faced misfortune. Among this group of desperate rogues, there was no real affection, only collusion in adversity.

"Charlotte, was it him?"

Before Charlotte could speak, Hans, standing by her side, pointed fiercely at the man's nose, "Yes, it's that bastard. If you'd arrived just a moment later, God knows what would have happened to the kid..."

"Brother, rest in peace on your journey."

The one who spoke was actually the leader. Without finishing his sentence, he pulled the trigger. Tatatatatatata... The weapon was aimed not at anyone else but at Old K, the man who had kicked Charlotte without permission and had picked up a gun to finish off both Charlotte and Feng Yi. By doing so, he not only eased Old K's pain but also made a statement.

Unexpectedly, the gang leader had turned on his own man... Perhaps this was the destiny of rogues.

The ground vibrated subtly with the rumble of approaching Mecha. The troops of the Blazing Legion arrived quickly on the scene, and to their surprise, they found Feng Yi. Apophis was the first to jump out of his Mecha cockpit, reporting, "Commander, it seems we're a bit late."

"Heh, so there's no need for a special report, your mission is to safely escort them back. These people are now in your care," Feng Yi said, nodding towards Hans, his gaze finally landing on the Looters. "As for that group, let them go."

The leader of the Looters had a flickering gaze that, surprisingly, showed a hint of gratitude... In fact, he hadn't done anything to anyone; all the actions and threats were the solo work of Old K. On the contrary, he had been rather polite at the beginning, but it was a pity that Old K took the conversation to such a point. Once the pace was set, it was hard to not follow along without explaining to his brothers.

Taking this opportunity to legitimately eliminate Old K, the second-in-command, wasn't so bad. That bastard had been eyeing his position for far too long. After all, it was he who led the brothers into the mire and into crisis. With his broad knowledge, he could see the extent of Feng Yi's abilities; if he had acted as foolishly as Old K, blindly throwing himself against the rock, he might have really ended up dead here today.

However, a chance meeting is a new beginning. From the conversation among the Federation soldiers, he could roughly guess their identities. Coupled with the Empire's recent mass retreats, could it mean that there would be a major reshuffle in Mardis soon, welcoming a brand new structure? It was truly exciting to anticipate. Perhaps, it was time for this planet to improve. If possible, why wouldn't he hope for Mardis to develop towards the better side?

On the ancient lands of Mardis (Vafidia), once invaded by the Empire, some chose to take up arms and become resistance fighters defending their ideals to the end against the Empire; some waited for the right opportunity to seek a livelihood in chaotic times by looting in the most direct manner; yet more people were content with the status quo and willing to be silent lambs—Despite taking different paths, the affection for their homeland never wavered, not even for its flowers, scenery, trees, or a memory. It is for many such unknown reasons that they chose to stay.

None of those who left ever returned home, not even for a brief stay. Is the outside world really that beautiful? So beautiful that it makes people linger and forget to return? Because he didn't want to lose his original self, he chose to stay here, whether it was himself, or the infamous TK in the rumors, or the Fiery Soldiers who had just passed by. Everyone harbored the same ideal.

Yet, Feng Yi's arrival seemed to hasten the process of achieving those ideals, infusing the lifeless Mardis with an unusual tranquility, reducing the chaos of war and the number of rebels.

No, they hadn't decreased; rather, they went from a disorganized crowd clinging to ideals to a well-equipped and fully armed force ready to rebuild their homeland in just two short years. Watching the disciplined Fiery Soldiers arrive in haste and form orderly ranks, the moon hanging in the sky, and Feng Yi's silhouette fading into the dark as he turned away, the leader's eyes sparkled with longing...

Well, it was time for him to hit the road. If possible, perhaps they would meet again.

As the large group of people came and went in a hurry, Hans felt a sour taste in his mood. He opened his mouth to speak, but swallowed the words back down. In truth, with Feng Yi's strength, to not associate him with the Revenge Shadow Rider was purely nonsense, but Hans suddenly felt as if it didn't matter anymore.

However, the others harbored too many regrets about Feng Yi's sudden departure. They had just encountered their idol and hero, passed by him, and there might never be a second chance in their lifetimes. They hadn't even uttered a word of thanks, all because the situation was special at the time, and some things were inadvertently overlooked, causing much regret in hindsight.

The live stream chat was also filled with various comments on Feng Yi... As everyone knows, the Fiery Legion is still stationed in Mardis. It's very possible. However, many netizens thought it was all an act, otherwise, why not show a live stream? If they dared to start live streaming upon the arrival of the Looters, they should have the courage to go live with video calls. So, guessing that it was all prearranged has some basis too.

Little Wu couldn't contain her excitement, her chest rising and falling erratically. How could she lie? They had truly, truly been saved by our hero.

As the others continued their dispute, the politely smiling Apophis also let out a helpless chuckle, "Mr. Hans, it's getting late. Please set off, I will escort you back."

Hans clearly felt uneasy, his voice tinged with apprehension, "Young man, can you manage alone?"

The soldier sitting in the Mecha scoffed and spoke directly through the speaker: "Some people don't recognize Mount Tai when they see it. Apophis is a pilot with near-White Coat strength."

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