Carl didn't respond but slightly lifted his chin and waved his hand, "Let's go."
However, just as he was about to step into the space portal, Zong Fang suddenly spoke—
"Carl, don't put too much trust in the Federation."
Carl, puzzled, turned his head back, and the two men looked at each other from a distance that was neither far nor near.
Zong Fang's eyes were deep as he asked, "If one day you have to choose, would you stand with the Federation, or with her?"
Carl frowned, "What a ridiculous assumption, that day will never come."
Zong Fang scoffed, raising the photo in his hand, "Take this piece of advice, for old times' sake: don't trust the Scavenger, you all are just his black gloves."
Having said that, Zong Fang ignored the stunned Carl and walked away.
The red-haired man standing in front of the portal paused for a moment, his eyebrows and eyes lowered, lost in deep thought.
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At this moment, at the Freedom Alliance.