Chapter 710: Chapter 483: Please Go Die
Donald, Sai, as well as the three pilots were all stunned.
The cold and mysterious man had started by shouting Donald’s name as soon as he spoke.
Then…
The situation started to develop in an infinitely bad direction, sinking the hearts of those present to the bottom.
The other party knew this was a Tang family spacecraft, the other party recognized Donald!
The goal of the mysterious man was clear, it was not accidental or coincidental, it was premeditated!
However, from the moment he received the message from Sky Communication to departure, it had only been less than two hours.
How could the other party appear precisely on his inevitable route?!
His doubts exponentially magnified within his mind, but at this moment he dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction.
Donald deeply bowed his head toward the light screen.
“Respected powerful one, I am Donald from Tang family of Blue Capital Star, the major shareholder of Lan Du Military Group. I once had the fortune to witness the might of your fleet and mechas at a mecha martial arts competition. May I ask what Donald can do to serve you? If you have any commands, I shall not refuse.”
Looking at the light screen, the Young Master Tang who once thought he had everything under control, now donned an utterly submissive demeanor.
Mu Fan felt a surge of emotions, gaining a deeper understanding of the hierarchies of power.
Donald hadn’t recognized that it was his own voice; he simply considered himself as the commander of this powerful warship.
In the face of absolute military force, all fame and status seemed so fragile.
“Young Master Tang, I think you didn’t listen carefully. I said… we meet again.”
That mocking smile looked directly at him, causing Donald’s mind a moment of disorientation.
We meet again?
He hadn’t misheard just now!
When had he ever met the commander of this fleet before?
Looking up at the eerie white mask in the light screen, he felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.
He absolutely did not want to know such a person.
The force that dared to engage in war with the Galaxy Federation, Gardot Empire, and Solomon simultaneously; one could imagine it was no trivial entity!
Now that the military department of Blue Capital Star was researching this mysterious fleet overnight, who would have thought that the other party would appear before him again?
Thinking this, Donald decided he must carefully reconsider his words, absolutely not provoking this mysterious strong figure.
“Sir, Donald has not met you…”
“Oh, is that so? Then take a good look.”
Throughout this time, the mysterious man had not mentioned why he stopped the private spacecraft.
Hearing the other party’s words, Donald looked at the light screen with confusion.
A hand appeared on the light screen, and what made Donald’s pupils contract was the attire revealed through the arm… it was distinctly a suit cufflink.
It wasn’t a battle command uniform?
The hand, which seemed quite young, gently pressed against the face, and a deep voice filtered through the fingers. As the white mask was lifted, the voice suddenly changed.
Donald felt his scalp explode!
This voice, so familiar!
The chilling white mask gently lifted from the skin and then swept sideways with the wrist.
Revealing a face that Donald would never forget in his lifetime.
—Mu Fan!
Standing beside Donald, Sai was also showing extreme shock, even more than when he had been slammed into the wall before.
“You, you, you…” Donald completely lost his composure at this moment, his mouth unconsciously repeating one word, unable to form a complete sentence.
Now he felt as if his brain was struck by lightning, how could that common lad possibly be the same person as the commander of this powerful warship!
Impossible!
Mu Fan smiled at the light screen, yet this smile carried an indissoluble bone-chilling coldness.
“It’s been a day…”
“Unharmed?”
As Mu Fan removed his mask, the icy chill in his brain quickly dissipated.
Just activating the Dark Breath state, he still resembled a human, albeit a very cold one.
However, with the mask on, the semblance of humanity almost vanished from him, and he felt like a cold machine.
The difference between these two states filled Mu Fan’s heart with a sense of novelty.
Therefore, his tone carried a hint of mockery, yet it was filled with bone-chilling coldness.
“You, how are you here? Weren’t you taken away by the military? Isn’t this warship’s fleet exchanging fire with the Military Department’s fleet? … Who are you really?”
Donald Natello shouted hysterically; he simply couldn’t believe that the person in front of him was Mu Fan.
Removing the mask to reveal his true face was merely a whim for Mu Fan.
After all, if revenge was served and the opponent didn’t even know who killed them, what fun would that be?
Now that you’ve seen…
It’s time to put an end to this.
Mu Fan closed his eyes, his hands moving the icy mask back to its original position, pressing against his face as the chill seeped through his skin, enveloping his brain.
Mu Fan’s voice, devoid of any emotion, seemed to merely state a fact:
“Me? The despicable commoner you think so little of.”
“The despicable commoner who embarrassed you at the Star Curtain Auction.”
“The despicable commoner who drove an Extreme Special Soldier to save Loki Heavy Industry’s qualifications in the underground arena of the Mecha Presentation Hall.”
“The despicable commoner who was specially taken care of by Li Shen when returning from Planet 131.”
“The despicable commoner who, inside the Warehouse on Highway 55, shot himself three times and miraculously didn’t die.”
“The despicable commoner who, in the Combat Competition, blew up three, oh no… two of Blue Capital’s military mechas.”
“You always call me a despicable commoner; have you forgotten all of this?”
Each word, emotionless and flat, was like repeated bolts of thunder splitting Donald Natello’s mind.
That’s right, that’s right…
It’s that guy!
But how did he know everything behind the scenes?
Now Donald Natello’s body was engulfed in extreme coldness; he felt as if his original schemes had entangled him in a massive, unfathomable vortex.
That guy knew everything, all that he had hidden.
He knew he was the Young Master of the Tang family, but why then did he inflict those three shots on himself?
The figure he once thought he could easily crush had suddenly become a terrifyingly huge Star Beast.
Desperation gradually filled Donald Natello’s eyes.
“But what you don’t know is…”
Mu Fan’s indifferent eyes looked at the screen, and when he spoke again, the content of his words crushed the belief of everyone in the cockpit:
“The pilot of the Extreme Special Soldier, is me.”
“The pilot of the Demon God Shura, is me.”
“The commander of the Shadow Fleet, is also me.”
“The one who killed Solomon and the seventy-two pillars of Andumari, was me.”
“The one who saved Rodrick’s family, was me.”
“Your subordinates, all were personally slain by me.”
“What is nobility? What is commonality? I just want to live a life I enjoy under these stars.”
“You should never, ever have used such despicable methods against a girl. I told her I would show her the grandest and most beautiful fireworks she’d ever see.”
“I also told you, I would tear you apart bit by bit.”
Mu Fan, like a well-mannered gentleman, closed his eyes and slightly bowed, hands spread open, as his cold, flat words emerged from the screen.
“So, please go die.”