Yang Ze laughed. "Innocent, you say?"

When an avalanche occurred, no flake of snow was innocent.

Yang Ze had grown up in the heart of the Yang clan, and he had seen how vile and corrupt some of these clan-based hunters were. He didn't want to stay in conversation with them for even a second longer.

The five-star bug that had been struck by the titan-class shuttle's lasers was badly wounded and momentarily disoriented, but it recovered after a momentary period of rest.

Yang Ze ignored the members of the Yang clan as he strode forward, but they pulled him back. "Hold on—we're not done!"

"Are you trying to sneak off? Do you still consider yourself a member of the Yang clan?"

"You have to apologize...