Super Cyberwar Cruiser!

While a friendly and joyful discussion was going on inside the meeting room, allowing the participants of the meeting to gain a profound understanding about each other's stance, two fledging, vigorous young men—perhaps the new generation of the partnership of pyromaniacs—were confronting each other coldly.

They were exactly Han Te and Li Jialing.

Appointed as guards of the meeting, they stayed at the door to prevent anybody else from barging in.

However, the two young men were like magnets on the same pole, finding each other utterly intolerable even though it was the first time they met.

Han Te leaned against the wall like a hippie, his lips pouted, while he squinted at the golden hair on Li Jialing's body with disdain all over his face. He was also mumbling something nonstop.

Li Jialing, on the other hand, was holding his arms and almost half asleep, his head lowered, not even looking back at Han Te.