Star Iron: The Past and Present Life of the Gender-Swapped Dragon Lord

In the icy wilderness of Yalilo-6, the group was still talking.

"Okay, okay, I'll remember that. I didn't expect to meet a fellow traveler in this freezing weather. Business has been tough lately, but don't worry, I, Sambo, never hog the profits."

Sambo looked every bit the smooth-talking smuggler, and his smug tone and expression made it hard not to hit him.

"There's a huge treasure trove out there, let's all make money together, hahaha."

Dan Heng scrutinized the smiling Sang Bo again, sensing that this man was not simple.

While thinking, Dan Heng saw Dan Heng nod at him. Dan Heng was stunned for a moment, but his wariness finally eased a little.

Sangbo naturally noticed the exchange of glances among the group, but this did not affect his ever-present smiling expression.

"How about we team up? I have reliable information: the main force of the Silver Mane Iron Guard has been transferred to the front line. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Danheng looked at Sangbo, who was engrossed in his performance, and became somewhat impatient.

After walking in the snow for so long, it's time to go and explore the main city.

When faced with Qiong's questions about the transaction, Sangbo put on a deeply wounded expression.

"...This is going a bit too far, folks. It's fine if you don't trust me, but you don't have to play dumb to this extent."

Like a wronged young wife, Sangbo spoke with a mournful tone, as if he had made a great sacrifice.

"Okay, I understand the rules. We're all in this line of work, so we're all a bit wary. I can..."

Sangbo stopped mid-sentence, noticing Danheng's ambiguous gaze fixed on him again.

The last time I saw that look in someone's eyes was when they stabbed me with a gun.

"Sambo Koski, let's cut the fluff."

Danheng twirled a strand of long, black hair that fell from her temple with her right hand, lowered her head slightly, and sighed softly, deliberately drawing out the last syllable of her voice.

"After all... you don't want us to make fun of you anymore, do you?"

Danheng's pointed words might not have meant anything to others, but Sangbo's pupils contracted, and a huge wave surged in his heart.

How did she know! ?

The word "fun" was deliberately elongated, making it crystal clear to Sangbo what Danheng was referring to.

"Is she also the Masked Fool?"

Sambo extinguished the thought the instant it arose.

Putting aside the fact that this woman named Dan Heng belongs to the Starry Sky Train and seems to have a pretty good relationship with this group of people.

The key issue is that Sangbo couldn't sense any trace of "pleasure" from Danheng.

Surely she couldn't have been hiding on the train, looking for an opportunity to blow it up again?

Does he really think he's some kind of entertainment god?

The image of the free-spirited twin-tailed girl flashed through his mind. Sangbo shook his head and adjusted his tone and demeanor.

So what if there's another unknown stranger? Even if they know who I am, so what?

Handling it carefully won't affect the plan.

"Haha, then I, Sambo, will get straight to the point. What kind of services do you gentlemen require?"

"Since we're connected, I can give you a discount."

Dan Heng then withdrew the Strike Cloud from his hand and nodded in satisfaction.

That's more like it! Now the plot is moving forward, isn't it?

Who would want to stand in the snow like this when they can lie comfortably in a hotel?

Even though it's just for one night's sleep.

……

"...You guys really don't know? The Silvermane Iron Guards are Belloborg's army, enforcers, police... Those guys are completely inflexible and only like to deal with people in our line of work."

"..."

"—The seventh rule is, do not leave footprints. I have a unique skill, which can be described as walking on snow without leaving a trace, and it is used to escape pursuers."

Sambo kept talking non-stop the whole way, spouting off whatever came to mind.

"Doesn't he get tired of talking so much?"

"Well, maybe it's because Sambo is a man."

"What do you mean?"

"Because Sambo Koski (thirsty girl), and Sambo is a man, so naturally he won't die of thirst."

Qiong was deeply shocked, and the child looked at Dan Heng, who had a calm and composed expression, with admiration.

Is she really a genius?

Qiong made up his mind; he was determined to learn this kind of joke-making technique.

Actually, both March 7th and Danheng, who were passing by, heard Danheng say those words.

The two felt an extremely cold wind sweep past them, making them instinctively wrap themselves up tighter.

It's like the cold winter wind blowing on your body while you're still wet after a shower.

It feels like it's going to freeze into an ice cube.

Danheng looked at Sanyueqi, who was shivering with her arms wrapped around him, and asked with some curiosity.

"Don't we have the blessing of pioneering spirit? Why are you still so cold?"

On March 7th, he opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

"By the way, wasn't that lame joke funny?"

March 7: ...

Dan Heng:......

"Isn't it funny?"

Thank you, don't you have any self-awareness at all?

Do you think I want to laugh?

Shivering, March 7th silently moved forward, leaving not a trace behind.

After walking for a while, a group of soldiers wearing heavy armor appeared in front of them.

"This is?"

Danheng asked a question, but when he saw Sangbo's foot retracting, he already knew the answer.

"Uh, remember the Silvermane Iron Guards I mentioned? That's them."

"Please help me out, gentlemen! I don't want to get arrested!"

Upon seeing Sambo, several Silvermane Iron Guards immediately assumed fighting stances without saying a word and coldly shouted.

"The suspect and his accomplices have been spotted! Arrest them immediately!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Sambo took a step back and shielded everyone in front of him.

Seeing that they couldn't communicate, Danheng and March 7th also grabbed their weapons and went in.

Clearly, these people were no match for March 7th and Dan Heng, and they were quickly forced into retreat.

"Sis, why aren't you helping?"

Sangbo glanced at Danheng, who was watching the show with his arms crossed, and tentatively asked.

Dan Heng raised an eyebrow. "Do I still need to go up and help with this situation?"

Sambo was speechless and scratched his head awkwardly.

While Dan Heng appeared to be focused on the battle between Dan Heng and San Yueqi ahead, he was actually keeping a close eye on Sang Bo's movements.

She knew perfectly well that this guy was going to make a run for it soon.

Keeping Sambo under control can also save us from a lot of arguments.

"Take this arrow!"

March 7th leaped high into the air, and an arrow made of only six phases of ice shot down.

Just as the arrows were about to hit the Silvermane Iron Guards, a tall, blond man reached out and deflected them all.

Although these were arrows weakened on March 7th because he didn't want to hurt the Silvermane Iron Guards, he just wanted to calm them down so they could listen to people.

But Dan Heng was somewhat surprised that it was blocked so easily.

“I, Jepard Landau, commander of the Silvermane Iron Guard, order you to abandon your futile resistance!”