Revenge Is A Dish Best Served Hot! (1)

The atmosphere turned extremely tense on the Olant Federation's spacecraft. The ear-splitting siren echoed in the entire spacecraft. Everyone panicked.

Everyone stared at Kloet. They could feel the flames of anger he was barely suppressing.

"Why are you standing there? Send someone to repair the spacecraft. If anything happens to it, I'll find you all for an answer!" The angry bellow that came out of this cosmos-stage martial warrior's mouth drowned out the siren.

Everyone shuddered. They immediately regained their senses and started arranging for the engineering robots to head to the damaged areas for repair.

The fox race celestial-stage martial warrior couldn't care about Wang Teng anymore. He felt frustrated under Kloet's death glare. A chill went up his spine, and he could only leave to make the repairs personally.

He knew that if he didn't do a satisfactory job, Mister Kloet would never forgive him.