The Twelve Worlds Centrum Is An Extraordinary Place

"We just followed what you did," Lin Sanjiu replied blandly as she looked up and threw a glance at her new team member. "We asked Siri a couple of questions. But, before we discuss this, I want to ask you a question."

Lin Sanjiu wasn't really bothered by the question she was about to ask, but now found it necessary, just based on the fact that Silvan actually joined their group.

The blond man tilted his head curiously; his expression was a little like a puppy.

"Where are your teammates?"

Silvan paused for a second and seemed somewhat shocked. Then, he rubbed his head of fluffy gold hair and exhaled, "Are you asking this because you know that the Munition Factory always operates in teams, or because you've seen me before?"

Before Lin Sanjiu could reply, he suddenly laughed, "Oh, you must have seen me before."

"How can you be so sure?" Lin Sanjiu couldn't help asking.