Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Danheng also looked at Liuying, who was a pure and beautiful girl. She looked well-behaved and cute, and made a very good first impression.

If he had to choose between Sambo and Firefly, he would undoubtedly trust Firefly more.

"Um, hello... nice to meet you."

Liu Ying placed her hand on her chest and introduced herself to Dan Heng:

"My name is Liu Ying. Sir, are you also a stranger?"

"Hmm." Dan Heng nodded slightly.

"Is there a problem?"

“Hmm…” Liu Ying glanced at Sang Bo, her face showing a conflicted expression:

"Please do not have any further contact with this Mr. Sambo, he..."

"Hey, hey, hey, is it really okay for you to say something like that in front of me?!"

Sambo frowned, looking at Firefly with great incomprehension:

"Are you out of your mind? You go around badmouthing me to everyone. Did I eat your rice?"

"You want to say I'm not a good person, right? Fine, fine, even if I really am not a good person, you have to provide solid evidence, okay?!"

"There is evidence..."

Firefly stretched out her slender, green hand and pointed to the wanted poster on the side.

"You're on the wanted list."

"..."

Looking at the cyber announcements playing on a loop on the wall, Sambo said disdainfully:

"Please... I can accept it if it says I'm rude and keep taking other people's ice cream, but isn't it a bit much to say that I took a 'Memory Bubble' ice cream in public?"

"I'm not a Memory Master from the Flowing Light Memory Court, so how could I possibly have the ability to extract things from the family territory!"

"Something's definitely not right about this!"

Liu Ying frowned slightly.

"But there's something about you that I really hate."

"Alright, alright... you just don't like me, huh?" Sangbo took off the little red flower from his chest and said sarcastically to Liuying:

"Want me to give you a little red flower as an award? What kind of obsessive-compulsive person are you...?"

Dan Heng listened to their conversation, seemingly lost in thought.

To say you trust Sambo wouldn't be accurate, but to trust this suddenly appearing stranger would be rather hasty...

"..."

"Since you're already on the wanted list, I think I'll keep you from bothering you."

In the end, Danheng opted for a more moderate approach.

That means saying goodbye to both of them.

"...I'll go first."

Seeing Dan Heng about to leave, Sang Bo quickly slid down to his knees and grabbed his leg:

“My dear brother Danheng, how can our friendship be swayed by a woman?”

"Have you forgotten our friendship in Belleburg?"

"Friendship? What friendship?"

Danheng looked at Sangbo with a hint of helplessness:

"You even drugged me and March back then."

"I was saving you!"

Sambo was on the verge of tears:

"The Silvermane Iron Guards were chasing us back then, so was I supposed to shout a warning?"

"Think about it... we've been communicating since Belloberg, how long have we known each other? Would I ever cheat you?"

"..."

Seeing that Danheng was somewhat tempted, Liuying dissuaded him, saying, "Mr. Danheng, if you insist on going, please let me accompany you."

"I am Mr. Yan Huan's guide during the golden hour, and I can definitely help you too."

"Get lost, I'm not taking you with me!" Sambo waved his hand in a gesture to shoo them away.

"Brother Danheng, we can't be like our elder brother and get obsessed with women, right?"

"I don't even know which faction Pinocchio sent this guy. He's nowhere near as friendly as my old friend."

"The situation here is as complicated as a spider web, so we must not take the wrong path!"

"...?"

Dan Heng looked at Sang Bo suspiciously:

"Did you also investigate Pinocone's influence?"

“Of course, I’m in business… I need to know who I can offend and who I can’t,” Sambo sighed.

"There are a lot of people you can't mess with here now, Sunday is one, and the company is another..."

"These are just the visible aspects; behind the scenes, who knows how many eyes are watching this Harmonious Music Ceremony?"

"Brother Danheng, not to be rude, but we all need to take it easy!"

Chapter 637 actually makes some sense.

"Especially this woman of unknown origin, she has been sabotaging our friendly relations."

Sambo looked at the fireflies and accused them:

"This guy... he might be the spy that Sunday sent to keep an eye on us!"

“I…no.” Liu Ying looked at Dan Heng earnestly:

"Please believe me, his eyes and gait are strange, there's definitely something wrong..."

"Oh ho, you're so observant, are you a detective?" Sambo said disdainfully.

"You still dare to say you're not in the wrong?"

"..." Seeing the two of them start arguing again, Dan Heng remained silent.

But considering Pam's request and Sambo's words just now... Danheng still decided to try to get some information from Sambo.

As for this Miss Firefly...

"..."

"If it's just information from the old nameless guest, it wouldn't be a problem to have this young lady accompany us, would it?"

"Ah? Brother Danheng, you've been bewitched by her too?"

In the end, Sambo sighed helplessly:

"Alright, alright, I'm so worried about this old Sambo. They're all so fickle and ungrateful."

"Let's go this way then. You, what's this 'Firefly' thing... you better stay close, I'm always looking for a way to shake you off."

Liuying nodded.

Led by Sambo, the three arrived at an underground street in the Golden Hour.

The noise level here is no less than in other places, and its lower location even adds to its mystique.

"Come on, come on, let's do some activities for adults with Old Sambo!"

Sambo led the two to a corner of the street, where an old black-and-white television set stood.

"This is it."

"What...is this?" Dan Heng stared at the television with some confusion.

"Hehe, this is an arcade machine!" Sangbo introduced to the two of them:

"It's not like Punk Lord, that kind of electronic junk; it's a game that better fits the [Dream] vibe!"

"..."

Hearing Sangbo's words, Danheng pursed his lips.

Sambo has always presented himself as a businessman, so calling Punk Lord's arcade machines "electronic waste" is not quite appropriate.

"Brother Danheng, why don't you try touching it and see what happens?"

“That…” Firefly reminded him:

"I think there might be something fishy about this TV."

"I refuse." Dan Heng's gaze was calm.

"Sambo, just tell me the answer."

"Hey, what do you guys mean by this?" Sangbo looked disappointed.

"This is a family heirloom, so its safety is guaranteed, right? Brother Danheng, don't you really want to give it a try? There are clues about the Nameless Guest inside."

At that moment, Liu Ying and Sang Bo looked at Dan Heng in unison—or rather, all three of them, including the big-nosed, sunglasses-wearing cool guy on the TV screen who was shaking uncontrollably.

"..."

Since this is a family item, there shouldn't be any problem.

Thinking of this, Dan Heng raised his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"Then I'll give it a try."

Seeing Liu Ying's worried expression, Dan Heng stepped forward and tentatively touched the television set.