But before the man could get closer, a silver thread quickly pierced through him.
The man's forehead, clad in a Distant Star Federation combat suit, slowly expanded with a crimson dot. He stood in shock, eyes fixed on the two figures who had just appeared before him.
It seemed he never expected such an outcome.
"Bang!"
The man's body exploded into countless blood chunks in the next second, which were immediately engulfed by the silver thread, twisted into a mist of blood that drizzled down onto the thin layer of grass below.
"Inferior monkey... Trying to approach without permission... Hmph.."
The strangling silver thread retracted, entwining itself in the hair of an elderly man dressed in a black robe.
The black-robed elder retrieved a floating, glowing silver metal orb before him, then turned and respectfully addressed the person behind him, "Young Master."
"Hmm."
The latter responded lightly, in a rather indifferent tone.
