Chapter 239: It’s All the Beauty’s Fault! (2/2)

It was a relief that the dark red spaceship had yet taken an action. They were already prepared for their next grip, while handing their final salutation towards the pilot of the powership. They could feel the wisdom in Feng Su’s order by then. She was great for she was visionary. Such non-combat member, once seized, would be way stronger than a bunch of mechs if they used him at the right place.

Wait, Feng Su? Hmm… Something seemed to have flashed in their mind. Master Feng Su… the long naked legs sprang in their heads, M-Master… the lustrous wink appeared, Feng… the cherry lips pursed sweet, Su…

… Ah! Both of them screamed almost together as they realized what had been going on!

That damned!! Wrath seared their rationality as they ditched the speeding ship and headed towards the dark red spaceship in sharp curves.

As they were approaching, the spaceship got larger in their sight, the illustration of the beauty grew clearer.

I knew it! It’s Master! It’s our great lord, the wisest Feng Su, the most gorgeous ace pilot in the Sanctuary, the goddess in the heart of all male pilots and ours! This is preposterous! This is blasphemy! How dare this ship tainting our goddess! Both the pilots were agitated.

If they ever had the chance to pull this junk back to the Sanctuary, they swore, upon the innocence of their ace pilot, that no matter how sturdy this junk was, it would be obliterated in the flames of all male pilots!

But they did not have the time for that, as their rages were overflowing soon. They would not want this eyesore to exist, not even a second more!

”Hmm…” Seeing the two Dawn mechs abandoning the powership and heading towards the Coxcomb instead, Ye Chong was feeling weird, ”What’s going on?”

”Maybe they were finding the Coxcomb to be too handsome…” muttered Shang. Well those were merely Dawn mechs, something whether Ye Chong or Zhu Ling could have taken down easily.

”Yes, very true,” nodded Lian Yue intensively as Shang was so precise at his description. ”Yes, yes, yes,” Zhu Ling, beside the nodding vanity, stepped to the front and stood up straight in pride.

”Hmph.” Zhu Ling glanced at Ye Chong, ”You could never imagine in the Sanctuary how popular the Winged Nirvana herself, Feng Su is. Spraying that kind of imagery of hers on the ship is obviously a direct call for war to the entire Sanctuary.”

”Ohhhh…” Shang giggled, ”I never knew *our* Feng Feng was this loved by the people…” The artificial indulgence was laughing shyly. ”Hahahaha…”

Ye Chong gave an eye-on at Shang, ”Ha… Ha… Ha.” And Shang laughed awkwardly like a child being stared over his spilled milk.

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The dark crimson spaceship was gigantic but well to those mentalist pilots from the Sanctuary, it was nothing but an empty vase, which could be completely smashed in no time as they believed, their confidence rose high.

Wham!

Something was felt slammed upon their mechs, as their eyes fell on the screen confusingly. There was nothing?

Are we imagining things?

Although they were given a shocker for a moment, they did not stop, as they flew towards the spaceship in full speed.

As they approached the ship they could finally take a clear look over the illustration of Feng Su. The exotic expression on her face was heart-skipping for them. The anger was pumping their heart hard. How could this happen to our great lord! Our Winged Nirvana, Feng Su was not to be tarnished by something like this! How dare the owner hurled such insult on her! Unforgivable!!

And they formed a plan quickly, striving to give the owner of the ship a life lesson.