When Su Chen was kicked off the spacecraft, he only had one thought in his mind - these beasts are so brave.
The thin air of the garbage star filled his lungs with the pungent smell of sulfur. He rolled on the ground seven or eight times, and stopped only after his back hit a rusted metal plate. The bones all over his body seemed to be falling apart, his forehead was bruised, and blood was dripping down his eyebrow bone, covering half of his face.
The cabin door of the spacecraft was not yet closed. Su Mingyuan, the eldest young master of the Su family, stood at the cabin door, looking down at him with that iconic hypocritical smile on his lips.
