Star Iron: I, who forged my own armor by hand, ascended to the cycle of reincarnation.

Suddenly, all four of them saw it: at the foot of a cliff to their left, there was a trembling "snowball."

"Dust Tribulation, what's that? And why is the snowball shaking?"

Chen Jie gently pushed up his glasses and smiled meaningfully, "Yes, why would a snowball shake?"

"There must be someone hiding in there. In this freezing weather, someone hiding in the snow and shivering non-stop, what do you think?"

"Could that person be a good person?"

"My armor is not suitable for the current situation. March, why don't you try shooting an arrow?"

"Ah? No, no, no, that's not good! What if this is that person's pleasure?" March 7th hurriedly waved his hands in refusal.

"I don't expect you to hit the target. For example, just shoot it somewhere nearby, enough to scare the people inside out."

Du Danheng nodded repeatedly in agreement after hearing Chen Jie's words.

"Chen Jie is right. The best way to deal with someone who's burying their head in the sand is to smash the bell on their head. Chen Jie's suggestion won't hurt that sneaky person either."

Seeing that the number of people agreeing had increased, March 7th no longer hesitated, took out his bow and arrow, and began to draw and aim. "Alright then."

With a whoosh, the ice arrow condensed from six phases of ice flew out and struck the snowdrift in the blink of an eye.

A pitiful scream was followed by March 7th scratching his head and awkwardly laughing, "Sorry, a snowflake just landed in my eye."

Instead, Chen Jie cheerfully pointed to the camera hanging on March 7's waist, "No one will blame you, March. Take a picture to remember this moment. The new camera's photos are dynamic, like a video that can be paused and resumed."

Encouraged by Chen Jie, Sangbo, who had just removed the arrow from his buttocks, turned around and happened to see Chen Jie and his group.

Especially when he saw March 7th picking up a camera and taking pictures, his pupils contracted again and again, and his expression froze on his face.

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate, everyone?"

"Not good?" Chen Jie raised an eyebrow, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"Who would hide so well in this weather? Is it someone who can't freeze to death, or some quirky person with ulterior motives? Which do you think we'd believe?"

"What do you think? This blue-haired, strangely behaving uncle?"

"Uncle? Do I look that old, Mr. Sambo? How about you be my older brother?"

"However, to be honest, I was being presumptuous. Otherwise, how would I know you all? Has Commander Jepard arrived? I know him quite well."

Xing looked at Chen Jie with a puzzled expression. "Jepard? Who is he?"

"I don't know. I suppose they're the natives who live on this planet. 'Native' means indigenous people, and it doesn't have a negative connotation."

Watching Chen Jie instruct Xing like this, Dan Heng slightly opened his mouth, then slowly closed it again.

This teaching method is actually correct in a sense, it's just that the terminology is a bit unpleasant.

However, Sambo, who had been listening to their conversation from the side, was still pretending, looking as if he had breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're not Silvermane Iron Guards? Looks like you're in the same line of work. You should have said so earlier. Fighting your own people, isn't this just pointless?"

"Sambo Koski, nice to meet you."

In this place, out of five people, nearly half of them are pretending to be oblivious.

However, his attempt to win people over only made them more wary of him, rather than change their opinion of him.

What's going on? It's definitely the Star Train that came down. Why are these people, who are usually so helpful, so hostile towards me?

Could it be because of this man? Indeed, I hadn't heard of any other bespectacled man, or even a young man, on the Starry Sky Train besides Mr. Walter.

"Sir, may I ask your name? Hehehe."

Looking at Sangbo's honest-looking face and cheerful smile, Chen Jie clearly understood that the other party had come to probe his strength.

But it doesn't matter, only the Star Core Hunters know our identities; the rest are all dead.

"Alphs Dust, that is my name."

However, the moment the name was uttered, Chen Jie froze, because he saw Sang Bo looking thoughtful and muttering to himself in a very low voice.

"Alphs Dustfall? I feel like I've heard someone mention that somewhere before."

Who has mentioned my name before? What does it mean?

Standing at the front of the crowd, Chen Jie narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a cold smile.

"Oh? Mr. Sambo has heard of me? That can't be right."

How can you send alarm bells to both sides with just one sentence?

Yoshi

Ji Yun appeared in Dan Heng's hand in an instant, and March 7th put down his camera and picked up a bow and arrow. Even Xing picked up a baseball bat.

Without exception, all four members were on high alert.

The three people on the train: Yalilo-VI, who has clearly lost contact with Huanyu, seems to recognize the name Chenjie. Something's wrong.

Sambo: I remember now, this is something Hanabi mentioned to me casually back then, and she asked me to help her look for it, but now it seems like there's been a problem!

"Oh no, no, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

"I just realized I'd never heard of the surname Alfvén before; I was just wondering if anyone in Belloberg has that surname."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jie merely sneered; his lips hadn't quite made that statement just now.

It's too late to act now. The other party has revealed the location first, and Danheng and his two companions, unaware of Sangbo's background, shouldn't act rashly.

If I were to force my way in, I would be the one in trouble, although that would be pretty much the case.

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"Thank you all for laying down your weapons. The misunderstanding is cleared up."

"Since we're all in the same line of work, why don't we team up? This is a golden opportunity; it seems the Silvermane Iron Guards have all gone to the front lines for some reason."

"This snowy landscape is full of treasures; even with a few more people, we could make a fortune."

Xing was about to step forward to speak, but Dan Heng stopped her, gesturing for her to leave the situation to Chen Jie.

A scientific genius possesses an unfathomable mental processing power.

Indeed, the tribulation did not disappoint Dan Heng.

"The Silvermane Iron Guards went to the front lines? How did you know this? We only sneaked out of the city; we didn't know so much. You've got a serious problem, Sambokoski!"

Sambo was caught off guard and gave a wry smile: "We're all in this line of work, it's normal to be a little wary, but it's okay, I, Sambo, am very sincere, feel free to ask me anything."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jie's brows furrowed instantly.

The other party knew they were outsiders and that they had just arrived in Huqia, so they also started Huqia. However, their Huqia was something neither they nor the others could expose, nor should they expose.

This is a conspiracy

Seeing that Chen Jie didn't speak but instead looked serious, Sang Bo's smile gradually relaxed again.

"Ask me anything you want, and I, Sambo, will answer to the best of my knowledge. But to make a long story short, the Silvermane Iron Guards could appear at any moment."

Speak freely and without reservation?

Dust seemed to have grasped something, and looked at the other person with a friendly smile: "Really? That's so nice?"

"Then I wonder who this gentleman is who knows the whereabouts of the Silvermane Iron Guards?"

"Do you know why this snow is falling day and night?"

Chapter 31 Jeppard

Sambo's smile froze again, and he looked at Chen Jie with disbelief.

You're asking me this question? Don't you know the answer better than I do? Isn't this what you came here for?

"I really don't know, after all, I'm just a merchant who travels around selling goods."

"And judging from your unanimous agreement, you must be newcomers, right? Well then, since I'm considered your senior, I'll reluctantly offer some guidance."

Haha, changing the subject is quite a skill. This isn't the first time you've done this. Sambo, Sambo, who exactly are you?

Seeing Chen Jie staring at him with a half-smile, Sangbo felt a chill run down his spine, as if the person looking at him wasn't human.

Instead, it resembles a monster whose true form cannot be seen.

"Ahem, for example, how to sneak around, find goods, estimate prices, and evade the Iron Guards, these are all examples."

"We don't need that, just take us into the city," Chen Jie interrupted without hesitation, his expression indifferent.

"Let's go, Mr. Sambo Kosky, who is kind and helpful, please lead the way."

Do you want me to take you into the city?

Sambo's mind raced, but he didn't consider that doing so would be detrimental to him, especially since his goal was indeed to bring the other person into the city.

Before Sangbo could figure it out, a slightly pale hand grabbed his arm. "Shall we go? What are we waiting for? Kind person~"

For some inexplicable reason, an extremely eerie feeling crept into Sambo's heart. He tried to pull his hand back, but all his attempts failed.

Pretending to be weak while actually being strong! This person I've never heard of is suspicious. Their skin tone looks like they don't see the sun much. What is their true identity?

"Uh, there's no need for that, buddy. It's just showing me the way, I'd be happy to."

Faced with the smiling Chen Jie, Sangbo felt a headache coming on, but he gritted his teeth and led the way.

However, the situation didn't seem as terrifying as he had imagined. From the moment he started leading the way, Chen Jie hadn't uttered a single word. On the contrary, the two little girls named San Yue Qi and Xing were chatting with him intermittently.

That's right, this is exactly what I imagined.

That Dust Tribulation must have acted out of distrust of strange strangers; he was quite cautious.

"Sambo, why are there no footprints when you walk? And why are you walking on the snow?"

"Well, this brings us to the seventh law."

"I have a unique skill: I can walk on snow without leaving a trace. I use it to evade the Iron Guards."

No sooner had Sangbo finished speaking than a questioning voice came from behind him.

"Leaving no trace in the snow? Evading? Doesn't that sound like something an assassin would say?"

In an instant, the icy cold seemed to penetrate Sangbo's heart. He hurriedly tried to turn around to explain, but something sharp pressed against his waist.

He froze in place, half-turned.