We Already Have Plenty of Enemies In This Universe

Within the gilded starship, everything suddenly stopped. The dust particles in the air, the floating runes on the equipment, even the maintanance robots along the corridor, all had stopped seemingly at press of a button. And the ship's crew that was going about slowly faded into transparent silhouettes, before disappearing altogether.

The veil of silence now descended upon the area, with only Hao Ren standing before Nacruel. He still wore the commander's battledress, but even that was fading away, revealing Hao Ren's original attire.

"When did you started suspecting me?" Hao Ren grinned as he held his hands akimbo, rephrasing his sentence. "Was that question a little bit too rushed?"